"Xiaolu, I told you you'd regret this..."
Rephya lifted her head to look at Chloe who had her pinned on the bed:
"Senior, you're too close."
"Wasn't it you who kept making trouble? And you're telling me this now? Xiaolu, are you trying to play with fire while you're drunk?"
"I, I, I, I, I..."
Rephya hesitated at the critical moment.
What should I do?
Should I give it a try?
Anyway, it's just simulation; simulation shouldn't count as real!
But it feels scary.
Will it be uncomfortable?
What should I do?
What should I do?
Should I just get to the main point?
Should I?
Or should I not?
Ahhhhhh!
I don't know!
My mind can't think straight!
While Rephya's mind was stuck, her mouth was quite honest.
She stammered:
"Well, uh..."
"Hmm?"
"If, if you want to teach me, senior... it's okay, you can do what you want... but, but please be gentle."
By the end, Xiaolu's voice was softer than a mosquito.
"..."
"Senior, don't look at me..."
Xiaolu's gaze drifted elsewhere.
