The place where the ruler pointed was indeed embarrassing.
Leng Yu Yan quickly moved the ruler behind her back, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
"No harm."
The voice was wickedly indulgent, elongating the tone.
The man even stepped closer to her, instantly shortening the distance between them.
He was extremely tall, and facing him so closely, an intangible sense of oppression poured down from above Leng Yu Yan.
She couldn't help but step back, only to find her waist embraced by him, their bodies suddenly drawing close.
"Didn't mother say I was to make inner clothes for you?" Leng Yu Yan stiffened.
After his bath, his body emitted a faint fragrance that relentlessly lingered around her, drilling into her nose.
Against her better judgment, she swallowed her saliva and turned her head to explain softly, "I just wanted to measure your size, don't overthink it."
