Just now, his attention had been all focused on Ye Lian. As Ling Mo walked over and patted Ye Lian on the shoulder, about to compliment her on how flattering her outfit looked on her, a swish sound was suddenly heard.
"Uh..."
Ling Mo held half a strip of cloth, looking at Ye Lian's completely exposed delicate shoulder and a part of her bosom, his expression somewhat awkward.
Ye Lian stared blankly at Ling Mo with her shiny eyes, then slowly shifted her gaze towards the strip of cloth in his hands.
If it had been before, Ling Mo would never have felt even a bit of embarrassment.
But once he thought about Ye Lian having regained some of her memories...
After a moment of silence, Ling Mo draped the piece of cloth back over Ye Lian's shoulder: "Forgot to trim my nails..."
Xia Na also nodded, saying, "Ling was just entranced watching Sister Lian change her clothes just now, couldn't restrain his impulse..."
"Hey, Heina haven't you rested yet? Isn't your shift over already?"
