Si Yu tenderly and sincerely gave Han Lie a light kiss on the chin.
Although it was just a light, fleeting kiss, it was the boldest thing she had done in her twenty years.
After kissing him, all her strength seemed to fade away. She buried her head, shrinking in Han Lie's embrace like a little quail.
The girl felt incredibly delicate in his arms, almost as if she had no bones.
Her waist was slim, yet it didn't feel bony when he touched it. Instead, it was soft and smooth, with an even layer of fat.
Clearly, this was due to her slender, delicate frame.
The rest of her body was the same: she looked slender, but was actually quite fleshy, and felt incredibly good to the touch.
What a stunner...
When she finally lifted her head, the scoundrel, with a mischievous grin, turned the tables on her. "Little Fish, you've been naughty..."
Si Yu was dumbfounded. It's... my fault?!
"Of course!" Han Lie brazenly twisted the facts.
