C63 The Strange Thing about Xuan Bing

The girl's cheeks were flushed all the way down to her neck. Beneath her outer layer of clothing, she felt exposed, and the idea of conversing with a man in such a state was utterly inconceivable.

"My clothes are soaked; I need to change into something dry. Please turn around," she said, her face as red as a ripe tomato.

Yang Xiu suddenly understood, "Oh, right, I'll step back a bit