He pulled her hand away and forcibly took the box.
Inside was a book!
The cover was made of very old paper, but there were exquisite illustrations of a man and a woman on it...
The images were quite racy.
Ruan Tianling raised an eyebrow. He picked up the book and opened it —
The more he looked, the more interested he became.
It was a book of spring palace illustrations, an ancient book passed down through the ages.
The book had significant historical value, but the content wasn't something to be proud of.
Jian Yufei coughed and reached out to snatch it: "Stop looking, what's so interesting about it!"
Ruan Tianling dodged her hand and smiled at her with a mischievous and subtly seductive grin.
"Didn't you say during our first time, all you felt was pain, pain, pain? I need to learn more to make sure it doesn't hurt for you."
Jian Yufei's face turned even redder. It was all her cousin's fault, otherwise, she wouldn't have mentioned how she felt that night.
