Standing below Yue'Er, Lu Yuan saw the half-torn skirt and silently chanted to himself, 'This has nothing to do with me, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't mean to look last time in the carriage, and I especially don't mean to look this time. I can't see a thing...'
No one else could see it from their angle, only Lu Yuan.
Yue'Er knew she had embarrassed herself and scrambled hastily into the driver's cabin.
Yue'Er found a seat on the inside, wrapping the torn part of her skirt around her legs.
Lu Yuan gave a wry smile. 'I guess I'm getting quite an eyeful.'
Lu Yuan then climbed into the wheat harvester's cabin, sat in the driver's seat, and closed the door.
For a moment, Lu Yuan wasn't sure what to say. "Are you ready? I'm starting it up!"
Clutching her skirt, Yue'Er shyly lowered her head and replied with a single word, "Yes!"
After starting the wheat harvester, Lu Yuan began to reap the wheat.
