The two of them stared at each other, Shami slowly withdrew her hand, her palm still very warm.
In this kind of situation, saying sorry for not touching anything definitely wouldn't work.
Moreover, if she said she didn't feel anything, it would probably hurt flat-chested Lureya's feelings even more.
Shami looked at her palm, thought for a moment, and then looked at Lureya.
"It feels great. Soft and smooth. It gives a sense of future potential that can be very promising."
"Saying the most perverted things in the calmest tone! The sense of potential is already belittling me, isn't it! After touching, you actually comment as if evaluating a dessert! Hurry up and apologize to the beautiful girl!"
The elf maiden's little feet kicked the bedding, quickly retreating to the corner of the bed, her eyes full of embarrassment as she looked at Shami.
