Crackle —
As if fireworks had gone off in her head, Su Xiaomo swore she saw colorful stars.
She kept that astonished face on and couldn't speak for quite a while.
He Jiayu stood there, his shirt flapping in the wind as the cool night breeze blew, which made him look all the more slender.
As if she was under a spell, Su Xiaomo suddenly said, "Sure."
Before she could regret it, He Jiayu followed her agreement and climbed into the tent.
With one more person inside, Su Xiaomo felt the temperature inside the tent rise. The air was filled with his clean soap smell and she couldn't help but cringe in a corner with flushed cheeks and a thumping heart.
However, He Jiayu moved with her and asked gently, "What are you reading? May I join you?"
"No!" She turned him down right away and put away her R-18 comic book.
Aww! That was so humiliating!
