Five whole minutes passed...
Ye Lin had already stolen many glances at Lin Feng, only to find him seemingly transfixed, unresponsive, showing no sign of realizing how much time had elapsed. He remained frozen in that embarrassing posture, his hands still on her full breasts.
"Lin Feng…" Compelled by the situation, Ye Lin swallowed her shyness and spoke up to rouse him.
Lin Feng finally snapped back to reality... He reluctantly pulled his hands, still carrying her warmth and scent, out from under her clothes.
"I'm okay now. You… you should go…" Ye Lin, having fulfilled her end of the bet with great difficulty, found her gaze flickering, not daring to meet Lin Feng's eyes.
Seeing Ye Lin's rare display of bashfulness, Lin Feng secretly chuckled. However, he didn't dare tease her too much, given that their relationship was still uncertain. He could only nod and say in a serious tone, "Then you should get some good rest."
Ye Lin silently nodded in response.
