Song Tian looked at Sun Linlin's playful expression.
And she was tall, even wearing flat shoes, still taller than himself by a notch.
The scent of alcohol mixed with her distinct feminine fragrance made Song Tian feel his blood was about to boil.
Without hesitating, he wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "Then you owe me!"
"What, you want me to pay you back right here, right now?"
"It's dark anyway, no one's gonna see!" Song Tian said, and unable to resist taking a look around and seeing no one, his hand snuck inside Sun Linlin's clothes, decisively moving up, pushing aside her bra, taking hold. Not too big, not too small, just right, soft yet firm.
"Yes, that's it, a bit harder!" Sun Linlin couldn't help but let out a soft moan, then bowing her head, with a breath of booze, kissed Song Tian on the lips.