Fei Chuan reflected on her words and frowned. "....Right. That would be tiring."
He also didn't want to be constantly under such feelings again. Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
Bei Sangyun took Fei Chuan's palm from her cheek and put his hand on her chest.
Fei Chuan felt her soft bosom. He withdrew his hand in shock, his whole face turning red, "What are you doing?!"
Bei Sangyun took his hand back to her chest again, "Just feel the beating of my heart."
Fei Chuan struggled out of her hold. "...I don't f-feel anything!"
He was feeling something else instead!
"Just be still. I want you to remember how you made me feel." Bei Sangyun looked at him solemnly. She was really serious about this.
Fei Chuan finally stopped struggling. He could only closed his eyes with a blushing face. He just wished this to end soon so he could withdraw his hand.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
