His mind was racing, constantly recalling knowledge about virus transmission prevention.
"Come quickly to Softie's arms, Sis will make you happy."
Hearing these words, Wang Jie nodded repeatedly and then slowly moved closer.
Softie seemed like she couldn't wait, her entire body like a female dog in heat, swiftly climbing up and immediately reaching out to Wang Jie, her whole being soft in his arms, incessantly pulling at his clothes, wanting to strip them off.
Her weak arms felt boneless, and Softie, consumed by her thirst, quickly moved her mouth closer, biting and tearing at Wang Jie's clothes.
Seeing this behavior, Wang Jie panicked. He thought that if by accident she bit him and drew blood, that would be serious trouble.
With this thought, Wang Jie hurriedly pushed Softie away. He hadn't used much force, but Softie fell back lightly as if boneless, lying straight on the bed.