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Sang Yu said, "No, it’s just a hickey. It’s nothing serious. Here, I have the most experience with this. Next time Lu Jingzhi leaves a hickey on you, just cover it up with some foundation when you go out. Like the ones on your neck and chest—if you wear a low-cut top, just apply a bit more foundation and no one will notice."
"What? There’s one on my chest too?" Sang Yu quickly looked down. Indeed, because her swimsuit had slid down a bit, two conspicuous hickeys were exposed on her fair skin. She felt like crying! She hurriedly sank her body lower.
Bai An nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes! I have the most experience with this; I do it all the time." Then she shared which brand of foundation had better coverage and which ones were not as good, leaving Sang Yu feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Chen Ruoying rolled her eyes at the conversation. She had only meant to comfort Sang Yu, hoping the girl wouldn’t feel so shy. But Bai An was anything but modest; she seemed proud of it all, leaving Chen Ruoying at a loss for words.
In the end, Bai An patted Sang Yu's shoulder reassuringly. "Sister Sangyu, don’t be shy. This is normal between couples, right? Look at Qi Yan Che—he may seem cold and indifferent most of the time, but once he’s in bed, he transforms completely. He’s like a wolf, often leaving me covered in marks." Bai An didn’t hold back when teasing about her boyfriend.
Sang Yu's eyes widened in shock. Was this something she was supposed to hear? She stole a glance at the composed Qi Yan Che. If he knew his girlfriend was discussing their intimate moments with others, would he still be so calm?
Chen Ruoying looked up at the starless night sky in disbelief. She had known Bai An for several years but was still taken aback by her bluntness at times like this. At that moment, she wished she could pretend not to know Bai An. Even though there were no outsiders around, she couldn’t fathom how Qi Yan Che tolerated her—did he really like this type?
"Um, Sister Sangyu," Bai An asked mischievously about Lu Jingzhi, "Is he good in bed?" Her gossiping demeanor rivaled that of An Yu.
The topic shifted too quickly for Sang Yu to follow Bai An's train of thought. "What do you mean by 'good'?"
Bai An lowered her voice as if afraid Lu Jingzhi might overhear. "Oh! I meant to ask if he’s good when you’re in bed together." She sneaked a glance at Lu Jingzhi and thought to herself that he looked quite fit; he must be good in bed.
Sang Yu nearly choked on her drink at Bai An's words. "Wow! Are college students really this bold nowadays?"
"Oh dear! Sister Sang, how can you still choke on your own saliva at your age?"
Sang Yu shot Bai An a resentful look. "I choked because of your question! Isn’t it your fault for bringing it up?"
Bai An felt guilty under Sang Yu's gaze. "Oh come on! What’s so bad about asking that?"
Sang Yu decided she didn’t want to talk anymore.
Hearing the coughing sounds, Lu Jingzhi turned his attention toward them and asked with concern, "What’s wrong?"
Bai An patted Sang Yu's back and quickly replied, "Nothing! Sister Sangyu just accidentally choked while drinking. You guys carry on." If Lu Jingzhi found out it was Bai An who caused Sang Yu to choke, she would definitely not let it go—she had that kind of intuition.
"Really?" Lu Jingzhi looked worriedly at Sang Yu and started to move closer.
Sang Yu hurriedly waved her hands to stop him. "No! Cough cough cough! I just choked a little; you don’t need to come over." The moment she saw Lu Jingzhi, she couldn’t help but remember what Bai An had just asked and found it hard to meet his gaze.
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