Su He wore an embarrassed expression: "Sorry, I, I just got used to it..."
Tan Tai showed anger and shame, accusing him of talking nonsense! It was only their first intimate encounter; how could there be any habit to speak of?
...In the next life!
Even more shame and anger.
"Take your hand...off!" Tan Tai bit down on her silver teeth.
"Alright!" Su He agreed. Bending down once again, he pressed his lips against hers.
Feeling the probing tongue, Tan Tai was so angry she wanted to bite it off!
You agreed, so keep your word and take it off! Is it considered "taken off" just because you're no longer kneading?
Tan Tai resisted in shame and anger, but that hand did indeed move. Just when she thought he was going to keep his promise, his two fingers pinched lightly on the Sword Mountain Grass House, gently twirling it.
