Because her figure was simply too tall and slender, even with those long legs completely spread out, Wang Chao couldn't reach her head; he could only stand on tiptoe, struggling to reach upward.
This position was as ambiguous as it could get. Wang Chao couldn't control himself, and down below, he began to grow increasingly excited.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore. I'm losing control."
Before long, Miss Zhao suddenly let out a cry of alarm; she couldn't support herself anymore and leaned diagonally towards Wang Chao.
At the same time, their bodies overlapped, causing Miss Zhao to blush uncontrollably.
Being held in Wang Chao's arms, Miss Zhao's entire body softened, her pretty face flushed as if to bleed, and her eyes occasionally darted down to Wang Chao's lower body before hurriedly looking away.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I asked you to help."
Both people dared not look at each other, the atmosphere filled with a mix of ambiguity and awkwardness.
