"Brother Chi, I've actually been having some trouble these past few days! But it's nothing serious, just some romantic issues. There was this classmate from my university days who has been pursuing me, and I don't like him, but he keeps clinging to me, and it's really annoying!" While Ai Nan spoke, she continually twisted her delicate body, sitting down next to Zhao Chi, reaching out to grab his hand, and placing it on her chest, shaking the generous expanse of soft flesh exposed by her loose neckline as she cooed, "Brother Chi, should I choose a man who loves me, or a man I love? I'm really troubled!"
Looking at the white soft flesh that kept jiggling on Ai Nan's chest, Zhao Chi couldn't help but swallow hard. Before he could even speak, Ai Nan pressed his hand against it.
