"Okay! The water here is quite clean! I'll watch over you from here!" Yeh Huang agreed cheerfully.
"Alright!" Long Linger called out happily, then hurried over to the riverbank, ready to undress, she turned to glance at Yeh Huang.
Yeh Huang was quite self-aware, even though he stood at the shore, he had already turned around, facing away from her, with an air of a gentleman.
Long Linger chuckled softly, deftly undressed, walked barefoot down, slowly crouched down, immersed her whole body into the water, the fresh droplets washing away the dirty sand, she then slowly leaned her head back, cleaning her long strands...
After cleaning herself, she also dragged her dirty clothes into the water to wash them, inadvertently she looked up, gazing at Yeh Huang's straight figure, a slight stir in her heart.
Yeh Huang was staring into the distance when suddenly a pair of delicate, boneless hands clasped around his waist, followed by her small face pressing against him.
