What is that? How could Zhou Xinlan possibly fail to guess?
"Xiao Tian, stop messing around, I'm cooking!" Zhou Xinlan said, flushed and annoyed.
"You do your thing, I'll do mine, let's not interfere with each other," Lin Tian said.
"What do you mean, 'not interfere'? You're clearly hindering me!" Zhou Xinlan snapped, and pushed Lin Tian hard, but she couldn't move him at all.
Moreover, Lin Tian had already unzipped and pulled out his 'weapon'.
"I just changed into these clothes this afternoon; don't get them dirty!" Zhou Xinlan said angrily.
"If they get dirty, you can just change them again," Lin Tian said, rubbing even faster.
Zhou Xinlan felt an itch in her heart but her face burned with embarrassment.
She would have never allowed such behavior in the past, not to mention even daring to think about it.
But now, Zhou Xinlan didn't feel much resistance in her heart; only shame, only embarrassment.