Lin Zhenghui had just seized the tree frog from her clothing and took the opportunity to sneak his hand inside her mask and give it a stroke.
Don't think Xue'er didn't know.
She was just too embarrassed to bring it up, letting Lin Zhenghui get away with his mischief.
"Didn't you say we were catching chickens? Why are you staring at me?" Xue'er noticed Lin Zhenghui watching her shaking breasts, his eyes wide and mouth agape.
There was no helping it, Lin Zhenghui was a man.
With Xue'er not wearing a bra under her clothes, chasing after the chickens caused the two "small watermelons" inside to sway left and right, mesmerizing Lin Zhenghui.
"No, nothing, catching chickens, catching chickens..." Lin Zhenghui said with a silly smile, pointing at the free-ranging chickens on the ground.
"..." Xue'er glanced down at her shirt, where a faint plum blossom print was visible, her cheeks turning slightly red.
