C126 Four of Red Cloud Island

"You see, this doesn't look like the July sun, there's no burning masculinity," Zhu Tong's heart suddenly said to me as she was covering her eyes with her hands and looking at the sun, which shone through her fingers in a golden light.

"How could that be? Weren't you just sweating? How can there be no masculinity — you said the sun is not masculine, maybe it is