บท 223: Mortified, Can't Do It

Ye Caitang couldn't help but want to roll her eyes. She immediately clocked Qin Ruohan's comely derrière and blinked desperately:

Lend me your butt to write on!

She needed to relieve herself and she really could not hold it in anymore.

The onlookers immediately looked at Ye Caitang as if they were looking at a female hooligan or a crazy woman.

Qin Ruohan watched as Ye Caitang scoped that part of his callipygian anatomy as if her eyes were cramping. The redness at the tip of his ear suddenly appeared again.

His beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold as he cast a glance of warning at his subordinates.

His subordinates immediately lowered their heads, indicating that they had not seen anything just now.

Qin Ruohan saw Ye Caitang's face suddenly turn red. He touched Ye Caitang's forehead. She wasn't hot. Why was her face so red?

He frowned and said to Ye Caitang,

"Mouth your words. I can lip-read."