The Anomaly of the Younger Martial Sister

Just as she was about to try one herself, his fingers had already covered hers, and under his guidance, her fingers behaved like little puppets, moving only according to his movements.

One step after another.

Cao Yong smelled the scent of shampoo on her hair, and he strained himself to focus entirely on teaching her how to tie knots.

"This knot needs to be practiced slowly—" he said, but then realized that in the blink of an eye, he had already guided her through creating three knots, so he had to let go of her hand and scratched his head, wondering how to proceed with the teaching.

Turning around to look for his junior for help, he found that the junior had slipped away.

Huang Zhilei wasn't stupid; he had figured out what was going on and saw no reason to stay and be the third wheel.

"How about you tie one and let me see if you do it right?" Cao Yong said, altering his tactic.