She was so nervous that even after put her down gently on the bedroom bed, she still did not dare to move.
As he leaned over, his fingers swam over Xia Ling's coat and fell on the buttons near her chest. The cotton shirt was thin that she shrank a little when she felt the heat of his fingertips on her chest.
As such, he paused and withdrew his hand.
"Take off your clothes," he said. "I will get you a clean set of clothes."
Xia Ling looked down at her shirt. There was only a small red wine stain at an inconspicuous place. If one did not look carefully, he would not be able to see it. However, the Pei family rules were strict, and he was always particular about not letting her wear stained clothes during meals.
However, Xia Ling was reluctant to change in front of him. Who knows what might happen? After seeing that he was walking towards the walk-in closet to find clothes for her, she quickly got off the bed and said, "I'm going to take a shower."