Su Jian's little face was vivid, and she didn't dare let her eyes wander at all.
Zhou Lu, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed, even righteous and somewhat enjoying the situation, which made Su Jian admire the thickness of his skin.
"Can you hurry up?" Su Jian urged, her face turning red with embarrassment.
He replied calmly, "Sorry, but I might not be able to control that."
Finally, after he was done, Su Jian was considerate enough to shake it off for him and after she helped him with his pants, she immediately pumped hand soap and scrubbed her hands vigorously.
Zhou Lu glanced at her nonchalantly, "Is that really necessary? I'm not even disgusted by you."
Su Jian shot him a look, "When have I ever asked you to help me go to the bathroom?"
Zhou Lu curved his lip slightly, his gaze darkening as he stared at her.
She started to look visibly uneasy, "Go to sleep, I'm tired."
"Alright," he responded softly.