Xia Siyu was indeed straightforward, and she blinked immediately: "Didn't you say you found some materials? Do you want me to come over and take a look, learn a bit."
Bo Yan coughed a few times, "You? You still need to learn?"
She was already proactive and well-versed, what more did she want to learn? After reading some ancient novels about worldly affairs, it was said that in ancient brothels, there were specialized courses to teach women how to serve men. Of course, serving and learning are two different things, but with Xia Siyu's mischievous expression, it didn't look like she wanted to learn, more like she wanted to watch a drama and have some fun.
"Why can't I learn? Aren't you supposed to respect me? Didn't you say this is a matter for two people? You've learned and need to practice with me, so why don't we learn while watching." After reading more books, Xia Siyu indeed had clearer thoughts, and her words were structured.
