"Wait.. I just told you, you can't touch them."
As she squirmed in his arms, Zhao Tian just grinned and slowly molded her breast, his fingers tenderly pinching her nipples.
"Haangh~" A moan slipped past Yao Jing's lips and Zhao Tian felt her nipple getting hard under his touch.
Looking at her flushed face and her ragged breath, Zhao Tian smiled "Finally.. I am hearing a moan from your lips, Jing'er."
He reached out and gripped her waist as he gently lifted her up.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and Zhao Tian pressed her further against the wall, taking her lips in a hot kiss.
Yao Jing shook her head, pushing away his kiss "I just wanted to tease you... Hmngh~ stop groping my breasts..."
"Haangh~ My nipples... they are sensitive, you idiot."
Zhao Tian forcefully kissed her lips, his hand caressing her breasts, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.