Even though she had been thoroughly scrutinized by Song Yun from head to toe, Lin Jia couldn't help feeling a bit proud. At least the padding she'd slipped into her bra today wasn't for nothing!
Lin Jia's bust may have been on the smaller side—a mere B-cup—but today, she definitely needed the extra padding. Though Song Yun despised the cleavage achieved through such artificial means, he had to admit that at the moment, it looked rather impressive. Her pale, tender flesh was so enticing, it made one want to take a bite and see if it tasted like milk.
Lin Yu couldn't stand that Lin Jia was gaining the upper hand. Even though Song Yun considered Lin Yu's IQ to be at a kindergarten level, even kindergartners get competitive when outshined. Lin Yu was no exception, except she really didn't know what to do in response. Sure, she had kissed and touched Song Yun before, but to do something about it in such a public setting proved difficult for her.
