Zhao Chi once again nervously glanced at the taxi driver's line of sight as well as the state of Liu Siyu's slumber before he slowly slid his hand under the hem of Liu Siyu's clothing, and then, tentatively and softly moved upwards, gripping her full, swollen breasts through the soft cotton of her bralette.
Zhao Chi didn't dare exert too much force, for fear of waking Liu Siyu. He just held her breast gently with his palm, then softly pressed and caressed it, relishing the warmth and delicate softness emanating from her flesh, which made Zhao Chi comfortably squint his eyes, as he seemed to be intoxicated by this captivating sensation.
As Zhao Chi unconsciously applied more pressure with his hand, Liu Siyu's breathing also started to quicken. Seeing that she still hadn't awakened, Zhao Chi grew bolder, unsatisfied with only kneading her through the thick fabric of the bralette, he slowly inserted his fingers beneath it to gently press her flesh with his thumb and forefinger.
