Bashfulness

Her face felt warm when she recalled the embarrassing incident by the stream just now.

Did that mean Long Yin had seen her…

She bit her lip.

It was not the cold season yet, so her current clothes were quite flimsy and provided practically zero coverage when drenched.

She flushed at the thought.

"Cousin Hexin, why is your face so red?" Yuan You wondered.

"Is it?" Hexin touched her own cheek.

"Yes, very." Yuan You nodded.

"That's because you're making me shy by staring at me," Hexin said earnestly with a wink.

"What are you blushing for? I'm not a man." Yuan You was incredulous.

"Just go out first, will you? I need to wipe myself down." Hexin hauled Yuan You to her feet and pushed her outside.

Once Yuan You was gone, Hexin patted her own cheeks, stifling her bashfulness.

She wrung a towel dry and cleaned herself meticulously.

When she was done, she took the basin outside and poured the water away.