บท 71: Chapter 71 Look, What?

Sheng Shushu's emotionless face suddenly showed a crack, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yu, with a calm face, said righteously, "Didn't you want to take a look?"

"..."

"Don't you just have to roll up the sleeve?"

Xiao Yu cooperated, "You do it."

So she did.

Sheng Shushu stood up, took his wrist, and started rolling up his sleeve bit by bit.

A man with a good figure has attractive wrists, firm and toned, the muscles well-defined.

This attractiveness only became more apparent the further up she went; it was just his forearm, yet Sheng Shushu found her heart itching from the sight.

Her lovestruck brain hadn't been reborn, but her lascivious nature hadn't changed at all.

She got the sleeve up to his elbow but couldn't roll it up any further.

But she felt that the place where Xiao Yu blocked the vase for her was probably on the outer side of his upper arm, right at the spot where it was tough to roll the sleeve up further.