Actually, this sensation is quite understandable. It's similar to when a man teases a woman, chiefly focusing on the breasts or the little bud below, or perhaps slipping his fingers inside...
And what Song Lisha is doing now is virtually the same thing, save that the roles of man and woman have been reversed. Zhao Chi is now desperately hoping that either Song Lisha or Qiao Ling'er would sit on top of him to give him some pleasure, yet their mere teasing already has him on the brink, burning with unfulfilled desire.
"Then tell me, what exactly do you plan to do?" Song Lisha's eyes were brimming with spring, but her voice was icy cold as she asked.
"I... I really haven't figured it out yet, Lisa. Even if we have our differences, you shouldn't misunderstand me like this!" Zhao Chi said, his face a portrait of innocence and agony.
