His thin lips moved against her palm gently. It was moist, warm, and a little ticklish. It felt like she got electrocuted. Ye Jian got a shock and retracted her hand quickly. Then, she put on a stern face and said, "Hurry up and bathe! Don't mention what happened just now ever again!"
Why did she tear his clothes just now?
But, she didn't regret it. At least she was able to see a stunned look on his face that lasted for 30 seconds. He was shocked by her actions.
"Why don't you help me to the end and take off all my clothes for me?" His shirt was hanging below his shoulders. Xia Jinyuan continued to discuss the fun of 'tearing clothes' shamelessly. There seemed to be an ancient well embedded in his black and deep gaze. It was so deep it felt endless. He smiled as he looked at Ye Jian and said, "If you're unfamiliar with it, you should practice. You will get skilled at it one day after a few rounds of practice."
