Song Qingshu let his fingers glide over Shi Xiangyun's body without making any further move, simply watching her in silence.
Shi Xiangyun's face had indeed flushed crimson, and her eyes were so watery they seemed ready to spill over. "How could this be? Why am I reacting so strongly when he only touched me a few times? Could it be that I have feelings for him?"
Shaking her head, Shi Xiangyun immediately cast the thought from her mind. "How is that possible? This man is so detestable. How could I like him?"
Yet no matter how many explanations she came up with, she could not avoid the reactions of her body. She felt both ashamed and frightened, utterly at a loss over what to do.
"Mmph~"
Shi Xiangyun had prepared herself from the beginning to play the part of a wooden beauty. It was not as though she had not anticipated challenges, but she had never expected one this great.
She had already done her best to suppress her body's reactions, yet the more she suppressed them, the clearer the sensation deep within her became. Shi Xiangyun finally could not help letting out a soft moan.
She had grown up alongside her brothers and was a famously tomboyish girl in the capital. Though beautiful, her personality was much like a boy's—always brisk and energetic. She had never imagined that she would make such cloyingly sweet sounds.
She had always believed such sounds were affected noises made by delicate, coquettish girls, and she had looked down on them for it. She had never expected herself to make such shameful sounds as well.
Unexpectedly, however, as the sound slipped softly from her throat, the discomfort in her body actually eased somewhat.
"Do I have to keep making these shameful sounds?" Shi Xiangyun