Jian Ying did not understand Chen Lijuan. He had to ask her.

"What other one, woman?"

He became a bit angry.

"You know, um...the one...I will lie there *She pointed at the big bed and then continued* ...and...and...you...you know…"

Chen Lijuan could not continue. She was too ashamed of such deed. She blinked her eyes repeatedly. She wanted to chew her finger again but quickly put her hand down after remembering Jian Ying's threats. So, she fiddled with her fingers instead.

"So, you like that, huh?"

He teased her.

"I...I don't like it! I...I just don't want this type!"

She said truthfully. Jian Ying stared at the shy girl and...