Chapter 418 - The privileges of being sick! (2/2)

Bit by bit, his hand moved higher.

Belly, navel. Zhang Ye used the sensory signals from his palm to find various locations.

Suddenly, his fingernails and fingers touched a piece of fabric. It was very soft, and clearly it was her bra. There couldn't be anything else at this spot. Without any hesitation, Zhang Ye moved his fingers and slowly slid them in. Finally, he inserted his whole hand in, as it was enveloped by the bra. His palm immediately felt flesh. His fingertips were filled with the elastic fullness of flesh, so much so to the point of his fingers nearly being squeezed out. As for the back of his hand, it was tightly cupped by the bra. Thankfully Rao Aimin's bra today did not have a wire, or his hand would not have been able to squeeze in.

It felt great!

He had succeeded!

Zhang Ye was satisfied. With the advantage taken, he suddenly felt his entire being feel much better. His fever seemed to subside even more. It might not even be 38 degrees Celsius anymore. As his palm felt the warmth from Rao Aimin's flesh, which was cooler than him by just a bit, so it was not very obvious. It meant that their body temperatures were quite similar.

Fascinating.

Taking advantage of her could heal him?

”What are you doing?” A woman's voice came from above him.

Zhang Ye coughed and said, ”Nothing, I'm just finding a position to sleep in.”

In the darkness, the female voice said, ”Kid, is this your sleeping position? Didn't I say not to bother me if there's nothing!? Are you not going to let me rest?”

Zhang Ye said with an embarra.s.sed face, ”Sure. Go ahead and sleep.”

The female voice said, ”Cut the c.r.a.p. Take your hand out.”

”No.” Zhang Ye shamelessly said. ”If I don't grab something, I can't sleep well.”

The female voice sneered. ”Do you want me to make a move?”

Zhang Ye lay there like a hooligan. ”Make your move. I'm already at death's door anyways. I'm dizzy and everything in front of me is a blur. A touch would shatter me. If you aren't afraid I'll faint, then make your move.” As he said, he cried out painfully, ”Aiyah, my head is hurting again. I can't take it anymore, I'm dying!”

Pa.

Zhang Ye's head was struck by a person!

”Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you dare to play games with me!?” The female voice said.

Zhang Ye said speechlessly, ”You really hit me?” Actually, it did not hurt one bit, but this fellow said with exaggeration, ”I'm finished. My hand has lost its sense of touch. My consciousness is turning blur. My body...”

”Enough of that. Hurry up and go back to sleep.” After the female voice said that, there was silence.

Zhang Ye peeped at Rao Aimin from the narrow slit in his eyes, and realized she had gone back to sleep with her eyes closed. She also did not fuss with the hand that was in her bra. Zhang Ye had a general idea and slowly took out his hand from her left bra cup, but did not fully remove it, but instead switched to the other side. He then squeezed it into the right bra cup. Immediately, his palm, fingers and even fingernails experienced softness!

It was as if he was lying on a cotton field.

It was as if he was in the ocean.

Zhang Ye felt extremely comfortable. With a move of his legs, he scissored Rao Aimin's legs in between his own. And at this moment, sleepiness crept up to him.

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