Li Yifei's hand, at that moment, slid down from Lin Qiong's face, actually reaching inside her neckline and continuing downward. Lin Qiong, frightened, quickly pulled Li Yifei's hand out, glaring at him furiously.
Li Yifei shivered with a start and hurriedly said with trepidation, "Sorry, sorry, I was just following your lead and treated you as a woman I had a one-night stand with, so..."
Lin Qiong, originally furious enough to want to kill Li Yifei, saw his expression and her anger dissipated instantly. She bit her teeth and said, "Right, that's the feeling I want."
"But now... you won't let me touch you," Li Yifei complained with a pained expression.
"It's fine, this time I'll let you touch," Lin Qiong said, having decided to go for broke. After all, Li Yifei had already seen—and touched—her bottom; being touched on her chest wasn't as significant. Besides, if they were to keep up such a pretense, Li Yifei's actions were appropriate for his role.
