This might be the first time An Zhizhen has ever doubted her allure as a woman.
In the passionate period of a relationship, when it's neither the time of the month nor a concern about safe times, one party solving an issue with handy skills and being caught by the lover will naturally make one question life.
However, An Zhizhen is, after all, An Zhizhen. Her thoughts turned, and she quickly guessed why he did it, why he'd rather solve it himself than find her...
She put on her usual elusive smile again and gracefully walked toward the man sitting on the bed.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
Cen Dongsheng was flusteredly trying to put on his pants.
"Oh, are you shy?"
The Great Sister sat down next to him, extended her delicate hand, and covered it, her jade fingers gently folding.
Cen Dongsheng took a cold breath, his vital point grasped, and he dared not move.
An Zhizhen moved her lips close, whispering in his ear:
"—Is your little lover satisfying you well?"
