A Moment Too Late [GL] by cat喵

Chapter 73

Have you watched it?

Of course, she had.

There was nothing wrong with admitting it.

Indeed, some girls are the bold type, able to tell dirty jokes without batting an eye, but Shu Yubai wasn't like that. She had been a good girl for many years, never even uttering a curse word.

For some reason, in front of Nan Xue, she suddenly had more concerns.

Should she pretend to be innocent?

Looking into those clear eyes, Shu Yubai felt a moment of embarrassment. She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly. After a moment, she raised her eyes again, "You've really never watched?"

"No."

Nan Xue shook her head, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.

Shu Yubai felt quite embarrassed herself. After all, she had never shared this little secret with anyone.

But here was someone even shyer than she was.

Seeing Nan Xue's blushing face, Shu Yubai instantly felt less nervous. She felt like an old hand at this and even wanted to tease her again. She leaned in, looked into her eyes, and whispered, "I've watched it."

She scratched Nan Xue's palm and lowered her slender white neck, asking softly, "Do you want to watch? If you do, we can watch together..."

"No."

Nan Xue shook her head quickly.

She resisted with righteous indignation.

But her ears were getting hotter and hotter.

Shu Yubai looked at her and chuckled, dropping a kiss on her neck. "Go wash up, it's your turn."

Girls and boys are different. Often, girls are less casual and more reserved, especially on certain topics.

Nan Xue was raised by her father. There were probably many things no one taught her. Shu Yubai still remembered the year Nan Xue got her period, panicking and locking herself in the bathroom. Shu Yubai had to run from far away to pass her a sanitary pad through the door crack.

Looking back, even Shu Yubai was surprised: How did Nan Xue grow up to this age?

How did her father raise her?

Men are usually rough when raising kids, and Nan Xue's father was probably no exception. Her mother left when she was still very young, so she probably missed out on a lot of... certain education.

The bedroom was lit with warm lights. Light mist spread through the cracks, moist and fragrant, smelling faintly of dried roses, a long-lasting scent that lingered.

Hot water flowed from her neck down to her feet, gathering on her insteps, warming her whole body. The foam washed away, forming a shallow stream on the wet floor.

The water stopped.

"Sister, the towel."

A pleasant voice came from inside, cool like broken ice.

"Wait a moment."

Shu Yubai took a towel from her wardrobe and walked over. The glass door of the bathroom was slightly ajar, and white steam spread out. A wet, slender, and delicate hand reached out.

The back of the hand was pale and moist, with blue veins giving it a cold, delicate look.

She handed the towel in, and as she stood up, Shu Yubai glimpsed Nan Xue's bare, pale shoulder.