Shen Weiyi felt so awkward she could have used her toes to dig out a three-bedroom apartment.
She had just finished her bath, and her skin was like flawless, bright white jade, glowing all over.
Right now, from her heels to her hair, she was tinged with a faint pink hue.
Exceptionally tempting.
Sheng Ting caught a glimpse of those violet bruises on her body, and his eyes deepened as he said, "Sorry!"
"Huh?"
Shen Weiyi followed his gaze and in the next second, she reached out to cover his eyes, her face turning so red it seemed ready to bleed, "Don't look anymore."
"Okay, I won't look," Sheng Ting obediently closed his eyes.
"Turn around," Shen Weiyi still wasn't at ease.
A low chuckle escaped from Sheng Ting's thinly pursed lips as he compliantly turned his back.
Shen Weiyi watched his back, let out a sigh of relief, quickly changed into her clothes, checked them over again, and then said, "Alright, you can turn back now."
