She stammered: "Hurry up... I... I'm running out of time, I have to be at the train station by 5 o'clock to pick them up."
Gao Jun's lips curled up, revealing a faint smile.
At first, he only gently tapped as if testing its elasticity and feel. After some exploration, he found it rather satisfactory.
Then, he began to rhythmically proceed.
Zhou Meiling's body unconsciously started to cooperate with his movements.
She closed her eyes tightly, but strands of drool uncontrollably seeped out of the corners of her mouth, looking as if she had already entered dreamland.
Seeing her reaction, Gao Jun couldn't help but find it amusing.
The shyness radiating from this young girl, blended with the subtle ambiguous allure, along with the gentle scent of a maiden in the air, all rippled through his heart, stirring his emotions.
"This basketball's outer cover is a bit of a hindrance." After continuing to pat for a dozen or so times, Gao Jun suggested: "How about you..."
