"Chen-ge, are you thirsty?"

You know that face one makes when they see someone playing with fire more especially someone who has no idea how painful it is getting burnt? Well, Yi Chen had on that face as Zi Han knelt before him in between his legs that were spread apart.

If Yi Chen didn't begin to imagine certain things at this moment then he wasn't a man. Faced with the one he likes kneeling before his crotch like he was about to perform some type of special service he couldn't help but have some expectations.

He subconsciously licked his bottom lip while placing his hand that Zi Han wanted to grab onto the headrest of the seat. That hand had committed a shameless act and he didn't want Zi Han touching it.

Zi Han grabbed the other hand and begin to pinch his palm while saying, "Your hands are so rough."

Yi Chen subconsciously adjusted his sitting position and asked, "Do you dislike it?"