"You, close your eyes!"
Feng Lulu was so mortified she was on the verge of tears. In a flash, she snatched up the underwear she had just changed out of.
"Lulu, I didn't see a thing."
Jiang Xinghai quickly shut his eyes, only opening them to leave the bathroom when Feng Lulu called him out.
Though Feng Lulu was sitting on the bed again, her face was still flushed with embarrassment.
"So, um, should we get started?" Jiang Xinghai asked, slowly walking over.
"Then hurry up. Time's a-wasting," Feng Lulu said bluntly, lying right down on the bed.
"You need to be closer to the edge of the bed. Otherwise, I'll have to get on the bed to help you. Scoot closer," Jiang Xinghai instructed, standing beside the bed.
Feng Lulu had no choice but to squirm her way toward the edge. "Is this good enough?"
"Open your robe, and we'll begin."
Jiang Xinghai rubbed his hands together, waiting in anticipation.
