Wu Jian stared up at the ceiling in a daze. He had just gotten out of the bath after having spent maybe three hours inside. Only about fifteen minutes of those three hours had been spent getting clean. The rest of the time had been spent getting dirty.
Very dirty.
He glanced down at the woman on his chest. Hou Jingshu refused to look at him. Her head was buried against his skin. She was pressing her nose into him.
“Are you really that embarrassed about what happened?”
“O-of course I am! You would be too if it happened to you!”
“Well… maybe, yeah.”
“You should have been gentler with me.”
“You were the one who kept goading me on, if you’ll recall. I don’t really think it was my fault… but it’s not really a big deal, you know?”