Bab 747: I'm Afraid that Young Master Can't Take It (1)

They took off their raincoats. The two girls sat around the fire. The light from the fire reflected their delicate faces. One of them had fair and moist skin, and her eyebrows were as delicate as willow leaves. Her clear eyes were watery and beautiful, revealing gentleness like autumn water.

"Miss, it's raining heavily during the day. Your clothes are soaked. If you don't dry them, you'll catch a cold at night. Why don't you take them off and dry them while there's a fire?"

The maid was 14 or 15 years old, and her voice still sounded young. The young lady in her mouth blushed and rebuked, "When you're outside, you don't have to be so particular. Besides, there are outsiders around. It's not convenient."

Shen Ping understood and said calmly, "Miss, if you trust me, you can take off your clothes and dry them. I'll turn around and definitely not peek."