Suddenly catching a glimpse of her clothes being disheveled, Chi Nuan's face turned red as if it were on fire.
But tidying up in front of him felt incredibly embarrassing.
She had no choice but to lift her head and said with a flushed face, "Could you turn around? I need to fix my clothes."
Lu Zhan was momentarily taken aback, but quickly understood and turned his head away.
Nearby, she could hear the faint rustle of her dressing. Though the sound was light, his mind painted a vivid mental picture.
"Alright." Having tidied up, Chi Nuan spoke softly.
There was a slight blush on her face, but after fixing her clothes, she felt much more composed.
However, as she looked up, she noticed Lu Zhan's face was inexplicably a bit red as well.
His face wasn't this red just a moment ago...
What's going through his mind?
Thinking about it, Chi Nuan's face started burning again...
"I want some fruit juice, do you want some?" After a while, Chi Nuan looked up at him and asked.
