"You think I had any funny ideas back then?" Jiang Xinghai shrugged helplessly.
"I was just focused on eating my ice cream. How would I know what you were thinking?" Feng Lulu said with a beaming smile.
"What I was thinking isn't important. What's important is that it was broad daylight, and the ice cream stain on your shorts really looked like..." Jiang Xinghai trailed off.
"Looked like what?" Feng Lulu put on a confused expression.
"Like what? You really don't know?" Jiang Xinghai chuckled, giving her a look that said, 'you know what I mean'.
Feng Lulu couldn't help but pout. "Xinghai, just say it clearly. I really don't understand."
Jiang Xinghai was speechless.
'Does Feng Lulu really not understand?'
'She's an adult, after all.'
'Could it be that she genuinely doesn't get it, just because she's never been with a man?'
'That can't be right.'
