Fu Ying finished her homework but was still curious about what a wet dream was, so she used her phone to search it up on Baidu.
She walked towards the bathroom, head down, typing the words "wet dream" into her phone.
After reading, her face flushed red.
It felt just like the erotic dreams she had.
She stayed in the bathroom for a while, and when she came out and opened the door, she saw Shen Liguang standing at the doorway. Her fingers trembled and her phone dropped to the ground.
Looking at the astonishment in Fu Ying's eyes, Shen Liguang explained with lowered gaze, "You were in there for a long time, I was worried you might have fallen."
Fu Ying wrapped her robe around herself uncomfortably.
Shen Liguang stared at the phone that had fallen on the floor, slowly bent down to pick it up, the words "wet dream" glaringly obvious.
His gaze lingered on her phone for a while, then he suddenly chuckled, "You, wanted to know more?"
"Ah?"
"Wet dream?"
