"I'll help you up first."
What he called helping was actually Tang Feng slipping his arms under Qiqi's armpits and wrapping them around her, almost picking her up in an embrace.
Qiqi was wearing very little, just a knee-length floral dress, and when Tang Feng held her close, their bodies inevitably came into intimate contact.
Tang Feng's strong arms also unintentionally brushed against Qiqi's breasts.
Even through the fabric of her clothes and her bra, it made Qiqi's heart flutter.
Being lifted up by a handsome man who completely met her aesthetic standards, and moreover, a man with such abilities.
In just a moment, he had expertly set her bone.
The night was still and quiet, a solitary man and a single woman.
Qiqi felt her body go weak.
"How is it? Does it still hurt?"
