After her initial bold impulse, Ren Yingying regained her composure and instantly became shy.
Seeing how flustered she was, Song Qingshu could not help laughing. "What are you covering up for? It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Ren Yingying's face reddened even more. Thinking of how, every time she was with him, he somehow took more and more liberties, and how they had now even reached the point of facing each other naked...
She was still a young girl, after all, and had not yet grown accustomed to such a change in identity. Her voice even carried a faint sob. "Why do you always love bullying me?"
Seeing tears well up in her eyes, Song Qingshu finally remembered that among the female leads of the Jin books, her skin was famously thin. He did not dare tease her further and hurriedly said, "All right, all right, I'll cover you up."
He picked up her dress, spread it over a rack to dry, using the campfire's heat while also shielding her from view.
Ren Yingying pursed her lips and quickly hid behind the clothes. Only then did her wildly pounding heart gradually settle.
Seeing how startled she looked, Song Qingshu could not help wanting to laugh. After all, they had already been intimate to that extent. They had done everything they should and should not have done, save for the final step, yet she was still this shy now.
Song Qingshu shook his head, set up another rack, and hung his own clothes on it to dry as well.
The room instantly fell silent, leaving only the crackling of the campfire.
After a while, Song Qingshu felt that letting the silence continue was not a solution, so he said, "Yingying, are you ready? I'm going to use the One