"Did I touch your chest?" Bo Sishen asked.
"Your legs have no feeling, but are your hands numb too? Look where you're touching!" Mu Shini angrily pointed at his hand.
"You call this a chest? I don't feel anything," Bo Sishen smiled, deliberately rubbing a few more times.
God knows how much he wanted to openly fondle her chest?
He had been holding back for so long, just looking but not touching. Now that he finally got a chance, how could he let this opportunity go?
Mu Shini's body instantly became sensitive, her buds stiffened. She was both ashamed and angry, leaned forward, and bit his chest.
Humph!
Taking advantage of her and still saying she doesn't have a chest.
"Ah—" Bo Sishen took a deep breath, his chest becoming more sensitive, a rush instantly flowing down, gathering in his lower abdomen. A certain part was slowly awakening.
His chest was one of his sensitive spots, and with her touch, he felt a pleasurable yet uncomfortable sensation.
