Soft And Perky (Part 2)

Amalia's hand suddenly felt itchy. Taking a deep breath, she averted her gaze, afraid her hand might uncontrollably reach out toward him.

It would be hard to explain that later.

"Why did these two octopus creatures appear here? Are they targeting you?" Amalia asked again.

Kenny Lin seemed disinterested, "I'm not a Tang Monk's meat. Are you sure you can't get up?"

"Are you sure I can get up?" Amalia found it difficult even to change her position.

Being pressed against a man was already uncomfortable, and belatedly, her face reddened. "Where are you putting your hands?"

When they first fell, Amalia wasn't aware, but now she realized that a hand was placed on her chests.

"On your chest?" Kenny Lin's tone was amused.

"Get off!" Amalia said coldly.

Kenny Lin sighed, "I'd like to, but it seems I'm stuck. Otherwise, I'd give it a try."

In attempting to move, Amalia felt her chest was being massaged a few times by his hand.