Chapter 87 Prologue

• What is this? If we were really to become intimate, wouldn't it tire us out physically and mentally? How can we do that?
• But Zhong Zhen did not have the luxury to ponder on such matters. Her pretty face had turned crimson red. She said to Feng Beichen, “Please take care of it yourself. I have to go watch the water.” She took this chance to escape back into the bathroom.
• The room door was now locked, so there wouldn't be anyone bothering them this time. But Feng Beichen didn't mind doing things on his own. He didn't insist on Zhong Zhen to help him; he simply did it because he had his own needs.