"Mmm... I haven't decided yet..." Chen Yiran's soft lips rubbed against the rosy cheeks of Tianxin, his light, pleasant aroma enveloping her entirely.
Tianxin couldn't help but shrink her head back; his exhaled breath was warm, creating a tickling sensation on her face.
"Then you... could you get up first?? And punish me when you've decided??" Tianxin hesitated for a moment, then ventured to ask softly.
After all, she had nothing on underneath her bath towel, leaving her feeling completely exposed!!
If her bath towel should drop by accident, what could she do then!
"It's alright, I can think like this..." Chen Yiran cornered his lips into a slight smile, his lips tracing the delicate contours of Tianxin's rosy cheeks, sliding all the way to her ear.
Then he stuck out his tongue and softly licked her petite, delicate earlobe.
"Oh… stop... it tickles..." Tianxin could not help but tilt her head to the side, trying to avoid Chen Yiran by shrugging her shoulders.
