Wang Xiaoshuai felt a wave of disappointment.
"Damn it," he thought, "I was hoping to take little Jinshui with me today, but she got away."
He had failed to allure her, which was a real letdown.
But as he watched Jinshui's retreating figure, he couldn't help but tease, "Young Taoist nun Jinshui, why are you running? You haven't even seen it and you're already fleeing, what a pity! Who knows when you'll get another chance? Hurry back, and I promise to let you look and touch, even give it a try. Satisfaction guaranteed."
Jinshui ignored Wang Xiaoshuai and rushed straight back to her room.
Her face was as red as a tomato with shyness as she pointed her slender finger at Jinchen, Jinfeng, and Jinyu and exclaimed in a cute, annoyed tone, "Eldest Senior Sister, you're so mean. If I hadn't remembered in time, I would have suffered a huge loss! Was it the thing men use to pee?"