Mou Keyan, having a brief moment to catch her breath, tried to let her feet touch more ground to alleviate the pressure on her wrists.
However, it was difficult.
Because her position was right on the edge of the carpet.
The floor under her feet was very slippery.
And any slight shift in angle would swallow up her only foothold.
Due to gravity, she was constantly swinging in the air, like a lost butterfly.
"How does it feel... now?"
Lu Jincheng stretched out a hand to caress Mou Keyan's angelic cheek and continued.
"Sometimes, a change of method can make us both happier."
"Human beings have a limited capacity for these sensations; exceed that limit, and they'll spoil, leading our paths to diverge, moving in opposite directions."
"Take your time to experience it..."
Lu Jincheng pressed the tip of his index finger on Mou Keyan's wrist.
His fingernails had been well-trimmed by Guo Minjie the previous night.
Thus, there was no sharpness felt.
