Ren Yuxi yelped and quickly pressed her legs together.
Song Tian looked towards the door in annoyance, a waiter who saw what was happening shrank back in fear and closed the door, then asked through it, "Would you like to start with the first course?"
"Bring it on," Song Tian said irritably.
A moment later, the dishes were served, and the private room's door was shut once again.
From beginning to end, Ren Yuxi sat red-faced and head lowered, the epitome of shyness and embarrassment.
Seeing her demureness, Song Tian couldn't help but chuckle, "You've groomed your hair down there quite nicely, haven't you?"
"Um, um, I, I didn't mean to," Ren Yuxi stammered, almost in tears, as she weakly explained, "I, I heard that foreign women pay a lot of attention to grooming down there, so I, I just—"
Song Tian laughed, "That's because those foreign women are hairy all over, they've not evolved properly!"
"I, I, I won't do it again!"