The two chatted for a while longer until Zhulan started feeling sleepy, her eyes hazily closed. Zhou Shuren thought she had fallen asleep, so he held her closer and sneakily kissed her face. Now that he was back home, his courage seemed to swell; he lowered his head to her lips, soft and ridiculously tempting. Just as he was about to kiss her some more, he felt the skin on his lower back being pinched and silently closed his eyes.
Zhulan inwardly snorted, thinking how this man was getting bolder by the day. She could twist his skin a whole 514 degrees, yet it still hadn't curbed Zhou Shuren's audacity. She wondered if she should try a different spot; it seemed like he had gotten used to the pinching on his lower back and wasn't afraid of the pain anymore.
Zhou Shuren felt the fingers on his waist move upwards, stopping on the side of his ribs, "...."
Was she picking on his soft flesh to pinch now? He regretted not waiting until Zhulan was sound asleep!
