Zhang Jingdong knowingly asked, "Truth?"
"Absolutely the truth!"
Zhang Jingdong then glanced at the bedsheets and said with a mischievous smile, "Let's just say I believe you."
At this moment, Qin Yu finally remembered her "masterpiece" from a moment ago, and her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.
Zhang Jingdong said, "I've finished reviewing this afternoon's lessons, shouldn't you review the lessons I taught you at noon?"
"You two just had a fashion show, danced, and you were like that, and now I'm... feeling a bit uncomfortable too!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yu looked at Zhang Jingdong's current expression and nodded sheepishly.
Just as Qin Yu was about to start, Zhang Jingdong suddenly said, "Not like this time?"
"Hm? Not like this? Then how should it be?"
As she said this, Qin Yu suddenly had a flash of insight, understood immediately, and her face turned even redder.
