Claire held Jade's shoulders with both hands and shook her gently, "Sister?"
Jade's eyelashes trembled for a moment, and she slowly opened her eyes a little. The light from the lounge shone down from above her head. Jade's cold white skin, brewed by the smell of alcohol, had a light color. Her half-open eyes revealed some teasing desire. The moment Claire's eyes met hers, it was as if a string in her chest was plucked, and she felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.
Jade reached out and hooked Claire's fingers, rubbing them with his warm fingertips. Claire felt the itch on his fingers and raised his brows slightly.
She did not stop Jade's little movement. Her other hand was still free, and her slightly cool fingers touched Jade's delicate cheek, moving down little by little along the outline of the jaw, finally stopping at the chin and gently lifting it up.
Jade tilted her head upwards following Claire's movements, and her drunken eyes met Claire's clear and bright eyes. Jade felt a trace of guilt in her heart, but it was immediately overturned by surging desire. Her hands moved more wildly, and under the influence of alcohol, she began to pinch Claire's fingertips as if to provoke him.
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