Zhao Tian grinned and hugged her closer "Your body is so soft, Shuqin..."
'M-MASTER TIAANNNNN???'
She almost dropped the tray in panic.
The smile on his lips softened, and then his hand moved lower.
Zhao Tian's palm slid down the curve of her waist, over the dip of her hips, until it cupped the soft flesh of her ass.
"Gik!" Lan Shuqin jolted as if struck by lightning and her face burned even hotter "M-Master Tian!" she squeaked.
She dared not to raise her voice and glanced at Zhou Hanyue who was casually eating her food.
But Zhao Tian didn't stop.
He gave her ass a slow squeeze and nodded in satisfaction "Mm… firm and plump," he said softly, his lips brushing her ear. "Just like Hua."
Lan Shuqin's heart skipped. "…H-Hua?" she stammered, trying to push at his arm with one trembling hand, though her strength was pitiful against his.
He chuckled and muttered in a teasing tone "Oh, you don't know her. Yu Hua... she's my wife."
