In the living room.
It was already late into the night.
The moonlight was getting brighter as it shone in through the ceiling to floor windows.
"I said, don't touch!"
"I'm not touching."
"Then what is your hand doing?"
"I'm just placing it there and not moving it."
"Then there's no need to place it at my butt. Take it away."
"Alright then, does that means I can put it on other places?"
"Did I say that? You can't do that."
The two of them bantered a little as Dong Shanshan pushed the responsibility onto him while Zhang Ye played innocent.
After a few moments of that, Zhang Ye finally removed his hand from the back of her yoga pants, but continued to sit next to her. He continued leaning on Dong Shanshan, shoulder to shoulder, occasionally touching. They were still very close together and when the music in the movie stopped playing, he could hear her light breathing beside his ear. He could also smell Dong Shanshan's shampoo and bathing foam.
Ba da.
