Sun Qingqing was petite and delicately built, yet surprisingly endowed with a youthful face and a voluptuous figure. As she nestled up to Zhao Chi, her rounded bosom kept rubbing against Zhao Chi's arm, causing an excitement to rise within him, as the object within his trousers swelled in an instant.
Realizing Sun Qingqing had noticed his embarrassment, Zhao Chi quickly changed the subject, smiling, "Actually, even though I've been in society for some years now, what I really love is the poetic and distant realms. If I get the chance, I'd love to travel all around the world, to experience the local customs of each place. When that time comes, would you like to go with me?"
As he spoke, Zhao Chi took the opportunity to wrap his arm around Sun Qingqing's waist, pulling her into his embrace, and his wandering hand couldn't resist gently caressing her perky behind.
