"The one thing I can't stand is being tickled. I'm trying to think, so don't bother me."
he said to Jiang Yao with a frown.
He never saw it coming. The next second, Jiang Yao lunged at him, pinning him down beneath her. She pinned his hands back and plopped down on top of him.
Before he could even appreciate the wonderful softness of her rear, her wicked claws struck his waist once more.
"Are you gonna tell me or not?"
"...A man's waist is sensitive there—you're poking my kidney, dammit!"
...
After a bout of roughhousing, both of their hearts were pounding, and their hair was a mess.
Jiang Yao, of course, was the victor.
She took advantage of Chen Yuan not daring to use any real force against her, slyly grabbing at him all over. But some places were off-limits.
All Chen Yuan could do when she attacked was dodge.
