Chen Zhi gazed at him with hazy eyes, as if weighing the credibility of his words.
"Really, I won't be harsh with you anymore. Don't hate me, okay?"
After thinking for a moment, she nodded and pointed to her heart, "But it still hurts here... If you rub it, it won't hurt..."
Si Ye, of course, knew why she was in pain.
A flash of heartache crossed his eyes as he reached out and pressed her chest gently, rubbing it lightly.
"Alright, I'll rub it for you. Does it still hurt now?"
"It hurts..."
Si Ye continued to rub for a while, discovering the skin under his palm was so soft, unbelievably soft. Previously, he had no particular thoughts, but now, unhealthy ideas immediately surfaced in his mind.
His movements slowed, no longer rubbing her chest but transitioning to a caress...
"Baby, do you have any other aches? I'll rub them for you," Si Ye asked hoarsely, like a big bad wolf tempting a little white rabbit.
