"Did I touch your chest?" Bo Sishen asked.
"Your legs have no feeling, but are your hands numb too? Look where you’re touching!" Mu Shini angrily pointed at his hand.
"You call this a chest? I don’t feel anything," Bo Sishen smiled, deliberately rubbing a few more times.
God knows how much he wanted to openly fondle her chest?
He had been holding back for so long, just looking but not touching. Now that he finally got a chance, how could he let this opportunity go?
Mu Shini’s body instantly became sensitive, her buds stiffened. She was both ashamed and angry, leaned forward, and bit his chest.
Taking advantage of her and still saying she doesn’t have a chest.
"Ah—" Bo Sishen took a deep breath, his chest becoming more sensitive, a rush instantly flowing down, gathering in his lower abdomen. A certain part was slowly awakening.
His chest was one of his sensitive spots, and with her touch, he felt a pleasurable yet uncomfortable sensation.
"You bite too?" Bo Sishen frowned, his body shuddering.
"Humph! Who told you to say you feel nothing when you touch me! My chest is a D-cup! All-natural, no one’s breast enhancement can match the perfect shape of mine! Do you usually only touch silicone ones?" Mu Shini let go of his chest, looked up at him and said discontentedly.
Bo Sishen chuckled but said nothing.
Indeed, her chest shape was perfect.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Mu Shini was so scared that she hurriedly hid in Bo Sishen’s arms.
Then Tan Mu’s voice sounded, "Young Madam, are you okay? We all heard you scream."
"Tell them what we’re doing," Bo Sishen’s hoarse voice sounded in her ear.
"No way!" Mu Shini gritted her teeth, then raised her head and shouted towards the door, "I’m fine, just got scared watching a horror movie..."
Getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and seeing a person lying next to you, anyone would be scared.
"Young Madam, are you sure you’re okay? Do you need us to come in and check?" Tan Mu repeatedly inquired.
"I’m fine! You don’t need to come in, sorry for disturbing you in the middle of the night!" Mu Shini quickly apologized, stopping Tan Mu.
If Bo Sishen’s servants saw her and him in the same bed, wouldn’t her scream make everyone misunderstand and think they were doing something inappropriate?
"Young Madam, if something happens, remember to call us."
"Okay! Thank you!" Mu Shini replied politely.
After hearing the footsteps leaving, Mu Shini finally lay back down, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Why, so worried about others seeing us sleep together?" His voice sounded in her ear.
Mu Shini glared at him, "Hey, can’t you put your hand down already?"
If you don’t feel anything, why are you touching so enthusiastically?
If it wasn’t because he was her husband, she would have slapped him a long time ago!
"It’s quite big here, no other man has touched it besides me, right?" Bo Sishen asked deeply.
Mu Shini’s cheeks reddened, remembering that on her wedding night she slept with a gigolo. Though she didn’t remember what happened that night, the older man said she slept with him.
So, that night, there must have been some physical contact...
Who knows, maybe they really did do something after all.