The moment of being grasped.
Ji Caixia trembled more violently.
Her scalding body staggered slightly, almost collapsing onto me.
Luckily, she caught the edge of the bed, steadying herself.
But the two large peaches swayed in mid-air, creating a ripple that made me even more feverish.
"Caixia sis-in-law, I won't touch here, can I touch your thighs?"
My gaze shifted to the cross-stitch floral skirt on her lower body.
The protruding wide hips and the tight thighs, all incited my endless imagination.
"Can't you let me practice properly?"
Ji Caixia looked at me with a touch of grievance.
"I want to, but I really feel uncomfortable, besides, aren't you almost done practicing?"
I glanced at the progress, having already cleared most of it.
Almost just left with the finishing touches.
Ji Caixia couldn't resist me and reluctantly said, "Then you can touch for a while, but don't go too far."
"Thank you, Caixia sis-in-law."
I felt my heart soar with joy.
