"You...weren't full from our meal earlier?" Tianxin asked, looking at him with utter confusion. She opened her round, rosy lips slightly, her voice small and feeble.
"Hmm... Yes, I'm starved. What should we do about it?" Chen Yiran replied in an off-topic manner, "I've been hungry for quite awhile now..."
"Well...During the New Year period, we are always rushing about visiting relatives and it's inevitable that we might rush through meals. So um, if you're still not full, should we order some takeout?" Tianxin suggested earnestly, her palms against Chen Yiran's chest.
"That won't be necessary, having you is enough." Chen Yiran smiled, the hand under Tianxin's clothes gradually warming. His fingertips traced around her bra, found the hook at her back, and with light flicks, he unclasped it.
The restraint across Tianxin's chest loosened instantly, and his fingers were soon teasing the sensitive skin on her breasts.
