Shy?
If he hadn't mentioned it, she almost forgot that what she was feeling now might be shyness…
But, a stubborn woman like her would never admit it. She unhappily pried at his big hand: "You..."
The more she acted this way, the tighter he held her, teasing wickedly: "Haven't we been sleeping like this for the past two nights? What's there to be shy about?"
Hearing this reason, Su Ling retorted immediately: "You're right, we've been sleeping like this for two nights, what's there for me to be shy about?"
"Then..."
She elbowed him back, her face already flushed. Thankfully, the curtains were drawn, so the dim room spared her the anxiety of showing her blush.
She continued to arm herself and declared loudly: "I'm sick..."
"Your kind of sickness doesn't affect what we're about to do..."
Realizing his intentions, she disagreed even more fervently, struggling: "If what we're about to do isn't to prepare for pregnancy, then there's no need to do it."
