Jiang Shu lay on the bed, his gaze directed towards Sister Liu Tingruo, but because she stood too close to the bed, combined with the angle, he couldn't see her face. There were two obvious obstructions between their eyes, so he said helplessly, "Why don't you bring a stool over and sit down to talk? I can't see your face this way."
It was probably...
Like the peak of human beauty when a woman lowers her head and can't see her toes.
Yes, that's the flavor, but it's definitely not the belly or any other strange thing.
"Hm?" Liu Tingruo seemed to realize this as well, so she cleared her throat, stood sideways, and said, "Don't mess around when we're talking business."
