"Mr. Liu, you..."
Feng Tiantian's voice was a bit flustered, and she also seemed a little upset.
But Liu Sanming immediately withdrew his hand and said, "What do you feel?"
"Uh... What do you mean, Mr. Liu?"
Feng Tiantian was even more confused about what Liu Sanming meant.
Getting your thigh touched unexpectedly by a man, what kind of feeling could that be?
Disgust and anger, of course. Are you supposed to say it feels nice and thrilling instead?
"Is it very repulsive, with an inner urge to slap me, and deciding to avoid me whenever you see me in the future?"
Liu Sanming asked with a smile.
"Uh... Mr. Liu, your guess is pretty accurate."
Feng Tiantian dared not fully admit it.
