Ye Tian's words moved Qin Na deeply.
They gave her the courage to confront her past.
That incident had cast a significant shadow over her psyche.
"You little rascal, thank you," Qin Na said softly.
Ye Tian's left hand, which had been embracing Qin Na's slender waist, began to move upward slowly, until his entire palm covered the fullness on the left side of her chest.
Through the light blue blouse and her bra, Ye Tian kneaded, feeling the indescribable delight in his hand.
"Baby, how will you thank me?" Ye Tian whispered into Qin Na's ear.
Without waiting for Qin Na to speak, Ye Tian's mouth captured her earlobe.
Gently licking it with his tongue.
Then sucking a bit more forcefully.
Qin Na's body shuddered, a blush creeping onto her cheeks, "You rascal, you only know how to bully me."
Ye Tian's fingertips, through the blouse and bra, found the grape on the top of Qin Na's fullness.
He gently pinched it between his index and middle finger.
