Xian kept circling his fingers under her top on the back. "Remove it, else I will" these words of Xian thrilled Mishi when Xian looked at her with a raised brow. "Are you not going to remove?" Xuan inquired. Mishi was staring into his pupils and stuttered, "Wh-what?"
Xian leaned to her ear, "remove the clutch on my plaster. I want to relax it," whispered Xian and while leaning back kissed on Mishi's cheek.
"You were talking about that?" Mishi inquired. Xian nodded. "I thought he was telling me to remove my top. Ahh, what am I thinking?" Mishi thought and came out of her thoughts when Xian snapped his fingers before her. "I will do that too but later," stated Xian.
"What?" Mishi exclaimed.
"Whatever you are thinking, I will do that later," said Xian with a broad smile.