No Clean Underwear
Definitely NOT! She internally screamed to herself, trying to get that image out of her head. Her imagination continued to provide her an elaborate fantasy, of Sun Jingwei cradling her half-naked body close to him, carefully dripping water down the flush skin of her chest, asking her if she's feeling alright, his mouth coming closer to lick -
She aborts that train of thought immediately, face flushing heavily. Perhaps this was a side effect of the shock of having hot soup spilled on you just when you were finally enjoying dinner, Xue Ning rationalises to herself. These were unusual circumstances, so no wonder her mind was frazzled and coming up with strange scenarios to comfort her.
Yes, that was it. Xue Ning definitely wasn't someone that would daydream about playboy sons of billionaires. She was only here to protect him.