Seeing that he was unwilling, Xia Micheng withdrew her hand and dismounted from him; she then lay down next to him, sulking. “Well, you don’t need to hide it, you know? I’ve seen it. While you were unconscious the past two days, I was the one who helped wipe your body clean.”
Lu Yuzhen turned his head and looked at the girl right beside him. Her back was toward him, but all he saw was her voluptuous body that had all the curves in the right places. Suddenly, his throat felt as dry as a desert; he felt his desires rising within him as he asked in a hoarse voice, “What did you see?”
“I saw… a very hideous caterpillar.”
He did not respond, so Xia Micheng batted her long eyelashes. “Why are you so quiet? Don’t get me wrong—the caterpillar that I mentioned was in reference to your scar!”
Lu Yuzhen smirked. “Well, what else could you be referring to, Mrs. Lu? I wonder what’s going on in that head of yours?”
Speechless, Xia Micheng turned around before she lifted her legs and kicked at his well-toned thighs in a flurry.