At that moment, the thought that flashed across Xiao Ba's mind was: What a firm and slim waist.
Yan Qing was tall and slender, and normally, his clothes didn't show it. Yet, she had accidentally touched the muscles below his clothes clearly just now.
It felt good to the touch, and she could not help but make contact again.
Yan Qing's entire body stiffened. When he felt the soft and boneless hand faintly touching his waist, he took a deep breath in.
"Eighth Deity." He spoke, and there was a hardly noticeable hint of restraint in his voice.
This voice finally made Xiao Ba recover her senses.
She was dazed for a moment and realized that she was half-lying on the bed. Half her body was almost atop of Yan Qing.
The key was that he was very tall. With this hug, her arms encircled his waist, and her face leaned very close to his.
She was very close to the belt on his waist.
