Lin Suqing always felt that the Young Master was hinting at something to her.
She waited in the room for a while, not knowing how to take a seat, not daring to glance around carelessly for fear of catching a glimpse of the corners of the paintings on the wall.
Then she examined it carefully with her Spiritual Sense.
This was really... too indecent.
She simply sat down by the bed and adjusted her posture carefully, but in the end, she decided to sit with her buttocks halfway on the bed and her hands crossed over her thighs in a proper manner.
Lin Suqing knew that the Young Master was capable.
It wasn't that kind of capability, but rather an inability to make contact on another level; if based on the knowledge taught by the priests from the Bear Hug Tribe, if the Young Master didn't mind some processes, he could actually...
