'That said, she has a good Physique. She should be recovered by today, right?'
Qi Sheng: "Go wash up. I'll be there in a bit."
Zong Rui: "No, no, no! I was wrong! Just give me a day off, please!"
The memory of how Qi Sheng had "tormented" her yesterday resurfaced.
Zong Rui couldn't help but squeeze her long legs together as a stinging pain still pulsed through her.
Qi Sheng: "I swear, I'm really just coming over to sit for a while."
Zong Rui: "Don't try to fool me. I don't believe you're not trying to 'do' something else."
Qi Sheng: "..."
Qi Sheng hadn't expected Zong Rui to be so online, getting that kind of joke in a second.
Seeing that Qi Sheng had gone silent on his end,
Zong Rui let out a smug little hum, contentedly drying her long, damp hair.
'Does he really think I'm some naive girl fresh out of college?'
'My technique might be lacking, but I'm definitely not short on knowledge.'
But her smug satisfaction evidently didn't last long.
