Su Qin's entire body relaxed, and with it, her mind cleared; she felt immensely comfortable.
The heavy, throbbing pain in her chest also vanished in an instant, leaving only the comforting touch of Chen Bin's hands.
"Does it feel good, Sister Qin?"
"Comfortable..."
"Do you prefer more pressure, or lighter?"
"More pressure, I like it firm..." Su Qin began to be led by Chen Bin's words.
Chen Bin then asked, "Do you like having your grapes eaten, Sister Qin?"
"Yes... eat my grapes, Chen Bin, eat them fast..." Su Qin bit her lower lip, feeling both embarrassed and comfortable.
At first, she wasn't used to it.
But when the pure white coconut milk squirted out, she felt as if she had returned to the previous scene where Chen Bin had played with her. To act coy now would seem pretentious, so she might as well enjoy it.
Chen Bin was overjoyed, thinking to himself that Su Qin was charmingly bashful without being affected, which he really liked.
