His blood surged with excitement, his mind filled with wicked thoughts, so his skin naturally felt hot to Qian Sisi's touch. Qian Sisi, feeling the warmth, couldn't help but show concern, "It does seem a bit hot; could it be from catching a cold wind?"
The man immediately pretended to be weak, leaning on Qian Sisi's shoulder. This time, Qian Sisi obediently didn't dodge away.
With an excuse that convinced Qian Sisi, Bai Cheng'an took the opportunity to inch closer, gradually moving his hand down from the petite woman's shoulder, brushing against the clasp of her bra, causing a ripple of sensation. He barely resisted the urge to unfasten it, instead reluctantly continuing downward until he wrapped his arms around the petite woman's soft, boneless waist.
