He Ying wanted to take a mandarin duck bath.
Upon hearing his thoughts, Sang Yan immediately crossed her arms protectively over her clothes and backed away several steps.
"He Ying, don't be naughty!"
She was too shy.
Her pretty face was so delicate and charming.
Even if her voice was raised quite loud, it wasn't at all intimidating.
"I'll only be naughty this one time. We haven't bathed together yet."
He acted coyly.
She shook her head, her face resolute, "No! Just soak in the bath properly!"
If they really did bathe together, she was afraid she would be completely devoured.
The first time in the water, things had gone too far.
She was truly embarrassed.
The very thought was almost mortifying.
"But you said you'd soak with me."
"When did I say that?"
"That time when I wanted to punish Pei Muyang, you pleaded on his behalf and changed the subject, telling me to go back and soak to relieve fatigue. I said you would join me, and you agreed."
"Uh..."
