A Flower Fairy, who on any ordinary day exuded grace and nobility, was now greedily sucking on a towel like some kind of obsessed woman.
The sight made Su Yan feel as if all his values and beliefs had just exploded.
His mind was filled with confusion and doubt.
What on Earth was this Flower Fairy doing?
Why was she fervently sucking on my towel?
Was she a pervert?
Su Yan couldn't hold it in any longer; he felt like he had witnessed something he shouldn't have.
At that moment, An Shihua, who was sitting on a rock in front of him fervently sucking on the towel, finally noticed his presence.
She looked up at him immediately with a panicked expression, her fair, trembling hands betraying her alarm.
It's over!
This is truly the end!
I'm going to be socially ruined!
Watching Su Yan in front of her, looking at her with an odd expression, An Shihua felt her composure shatter.
She could already predict Su Yan pointing at her with disgust and calling her a pervert any moment now.
