"Alright!"
Lu Wenrou nodded and walked toward the bedside phone.
For one thing, she was a girl from The North—naturally straightforward and used to being careless. Moreover, as a special forces soldier accustomed to carrying out various missions with her teammates, sometimes, for the sake of camouflage, she even shared a bed with her male teammates, or crammed into a tent with them outdoors.
Therefore, her concept of gender differences was rather vague.
The premise was that she trusted this man.
If it had been someone with ulterior motives getting touchy-feely, they probably would've been beaten half to death by Lu Wenrou already.
However, after she took a few steps, she seemed to remember something, turned her head back, and asked Qin Yu, "By the way, what style of underwear do you need?"
"Uh..."
Qin Yu knew that Lu Wenrou's question was practical because she didn't know which style would be convenient for the massage.