[You want me to take care of your illness, yet you don't want to take off your clothes. You are wasting time. Aren't you going to take them all off eventually anyway?
You were talking like you fear nothing, yet now that the real situation is in front of you, you are actually are resigning?
Is it funny wasting time like this?]
Bing Xinyue was bashful, angry and speechless. She turned to looked at Ye Xiao and saw the confused and impatient eyes of him. She finally understood one thing. [So… This prick even knows less about those kinds of thing than I do…]
Thinking of that, she felt relieved. In fact, she even wanted to laugh somehow.
And then she spoke with good grace, "Fine. You turn around."
Ye Xiao sighed and turned around.
He heard some sound of clothes being taken off, and then a special scent suddenly filled the air in the room.
