Yu Zhishui's dance practice clothes were scanty, especially at the back, where not a single thread covered her smooth, youthful skin, displaying it all. The two butterfly bones on her back fluttered gently with her dance movements, brushing against Lin Shuang's heart.
Lin Shuang reached out to poke the fluttering butterfly, only to be caught giggling by Shuishui, who twisted his hand behind his back and embraced his arm—like that posture of a girl hiding a gift for her beloved behind her back.
However, the gift was herself, and Lin Shuang accepted it wholeheartedly, his hand sliding down her back to rest at her waist, holding her.
His chin gently rubbed against her butterfly bone, then his lips softly kissed it...
And then... Wanwan made her entrance! Like sudden justice from above!
"Lin Dasha, get lost! Don't come and mess with our scene!"
