"Oh my, what do we do? I didn't expect your nipples to harden so quickly."
Liu Jianhong chuckled and spoke in a teasing tone.
He then leaned slightly forward, bringing his mouth close to Qin Yue's ear.
"It seems like your nipples are quite sensitive."
As he spoke, warm breath escaped from his mouth and nose, gently caressing Qin Yue's ear and neck; it caused her skin to tingle involuntarily.
"Let… Let go of me…"
Qin Yue tried to command Liu Jianhong to let her go, but her voice couldn't muster any firmness. It came out broken and trembling.
"Let go of you?" Liu Jianhong couldn't help but chuckle. "Are you sure you want me to do that?"
As he spoke, he hastened the movement of his fingers, continuing to tease Qin Yue's nipples through her bra.
Qin Yue's mouth opened, and she involuntarily let out a moan.
She instinctively tensed her body, lowering her arms and inadvertently pressing Liu Jianhong's wrists tightly against her armpits, causing his palms to press even more firmly against her breasts.
"Oh my, just a moment ago, you were asking me to let you go. Why are you so reluctant to have my hands taken away from your nipples now?"
Liu Jianhong's voice grew quieter, but his tone became more teasing.
"It seems like it feels too good, huh?"
Every word he uttered pierced into Qin Yue's ears, filling her with a mix of shame and anger.
Her face, which had just shown a hint of blush, was now turning bright red.
"N-No way!"
"Quickly… Get your hands off me… Mmm…"
Qin Yue tried to speak firmly to Liu Jianhong, but he tightened his grip on her nipples on both sides and then rotated his wrists slightly, causing her nipples to twist.
A sensation of tension and pain mixed with pleasure spread throughout Qin Yue's body from her nipples.
Her body trembled once again, and her voice abruptly stopped mid-sentence, turning into a moan.
"It seems like this feels even better, huh?"
Liu Jianhong continued to tease Qin Yue, but she remained silent.
At this point, suppressing the moans was already quite challenging for her, let alone trying to speak up in resistance.
Qin Yue herself didn't understand why she was acting this way.
She wasn't a woman with a strong sexual desire. In the year since her divorce, she hadn't been intimate with any man, not even engaging in self-pleasure more than three times.
Even before the divorce, Qin Yue and her ex-husband had already lost their regular and frequent sexual connection, sometimes even going three months without being intimate.
Perhaps it was due to pent-up desires after so long, or perhaps her rejuvenated body was now more sensitive compared to the aging one she had before.
Qin Yue had to admit that just the sensation of Liu Jianhong touching her nipples through her clothes had ignited an uncontrollable flame of desire within her.
She was keenly aware that the sensations around her nipples had caused her lower body to secrete a viscous and slippery fluid from her vagina, slowly oozing out.
Qin Yue took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and gently squeezed her legs together.
"What's this? Already wet so quickly?"