Shi Xiaoya did not even know how she was eventually held and placed on the bar counter.
She could not place her feet on the ground. As the kiss continued, she felt herself flying up.
The only bad thing was that she was not wearing a lot and the counter felt cold after she had sat on it for a while.
However, the moment she moved, her entire body was lifted up by Han Zhuoling.
His palm supported her behind. It felt soft and hot.
It was like sitting in a cloud roasted by the burning sun.
Hot and soft.
To prevent herself from falling off, she unconsciously wrapped her arms around Han Zhuoling's waist.
She couldn't help but wrap her arms around his waist tightly.
As she did that, she thought to herself, "Han Zhuoling has such a thin waist."
She had never tried hugging his waist forcefully, so she never realized this.
However, it was summer now and they were not wearing a lot.
