Wu Shuang had never been this close to any man since childhood, especially allowing a man to touch her waist. Even though Xiao Lin was a doctor in Wu Shuang's eyes, when Xiao Lin placed his hand on her shoulder, Wu Shuang didn't know what to do, let alone the next second when Xiao Lin's hand landed on her slender waist?
At this moment, Wu Shuang had no idea how to move.
As for Xiao Lin, with the mentality of a doctor helping a patient, he didn't think much and gently supported Wu Shuang's waist, then moved forward.
That's when a mishap occurred.
Wu Shuang's foot twisted slightly again. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be a problem, or even painless. But now it's different; even stepping on the ground causes pain. Wouldn't this slight twist only add fuel to the fire?
The pain caused Wu Shuang's body to lean slightly forward, and the hand Xiao Lin had on Wu Shuang's slender waist naturally moved upward and touched Wu Shuang's very elastic bosom.
