I lifted my own shirt with some embarrassment, took a disposable cup, and started to squeeze milk into the cup. When Chen Gao Feng watched the juice slowly flow into the cup, his eyes nearly popped out.
I squeezed out a small cup and passed it to him. Chen Gao Feng nodded with satisfaction, then brought it to his nose and took a sniff, smiling as he said, "Hmm, not bad, smells wonderful. I can tell it must taste great just by the scent."
After that, he put the cup to his lips and took a sip, happily saying, "Delicious, delicious, really good. But I wonder if it would taste even better mixed with coffee."
Saying so, he suddenly stood up and came over to me.
I was just about to pull my bra back down, but he stopped me with a smile, "Don't rush, how about you let me have a taste just like this?"
My face flushed, I sheepishly said, "Mr. Chen, this... this isn't appropriate."