The boy shrieked, clapping his hands over his eyes. "MY EYES! UNCLE QING, WHY ARE YOU NAKED?! WHY IS PINK SKIN NAKED?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
Xin Yi scrambled for the furs, her face going nuclear red. "XIAO LONG! GET OUT!"
"I CAN'T SEE! MY HANDS ARE OVER MY EYES! BUT I ALREADY SAW! I SAW EVERYTHING!" The boy was backing toward the door, stumbling over his own feet. "PAPA! PAPA, UNCLE QING IS DOING WEIRD THINGS WITH PINK SKIN!"
"XIAO LONG!" Qing Lin roared, though his hands were very busy trying to cover Xin Yi. "OUT! NOW!"
"I'M GOING! I'M GOING! BUT PAPA IS GOING TO BE SO ANGRY! YOU DIDN'T EVEN CLOSE THE DOOR WELL!" The boy finally found the doorway and bolted. "PAPA! UNCLE QING WAS NAKED! AND PINK SKIN WAS ON TOP OF HIM! AND THEY WERE—"
The voice faded into the distance.
Xin Yi and Qing Lin stared at each other.
Then Xin Yi buried her face in his chest and let out a muffled scream of pure mortification.
Qing Lin didn't say anything at first.
