Zhang Qiuyue blushed furiously as she stared at the "Call Ended" notification on her screen. Though her mind was a whirlwind, she was, after all, a young woman with no real experience. It was her first time stumbling upon a "live performance," and she couldn't help but feel a mix of shyness and the thrill of eavesdropping.
She might not have had any experience, but it wasn't like she was completely clueless. With the internet being what it was, all sorts of "instructional videos" were readily available. On top of that, Xie Miao would often describe the joys shared between men and women, leaving Zhang Qiuyue quite eager to experience them herself.
However, Zhang Qiuyue wasn't a promiscuous person. She considered herself a cut above the rest, and her mother's constant reminders growing up had taught her what a woman's most precious asset truly was.
