Xiang Yu heard that Xi'er was coming out, so he quickly set his clothes aside.
Xi'er poked her head out of the room and said, "Could you step aside for a moment?"
Xiang Yu quickly nodded and turned his back, while Xi'er quickly dashed out to fetch her clothes.
"Ah," Xi'er exclaimed, as she was too nervous and bumped into a chair, losing her balance and falling.
Xiang Yu reacted swiftly, turning around to catch Xi'er, and the sudden tenderness in his hands made him respond instantly.
Xiang Yu was also a man; facing such a beauty, and with the warmth from his hands, he couldn't help but grasp her a little longer.
Xi'er's face turned bright red, and she straightened up and ran inside with her clothes.
Xiang Yu felt a bit unsatisfied; recalling the tenderness from earlier, he really wished he could stay a bit longer.
Xi'er emerged after dressing, not daring to look at Xiang Yu, sitting opposite him with her head down.
"What did you need me for?" Xi'er asked.
