C166 The Second Misunderstanding

As Ye Fann fell, he felt something soft and warm in his hands. Curiously, he gave it a couple of squeezes, noting its elasticity. A pleasant, subtle fragrance wafted towards him, but he quickly realized something was amiss and looked down.

To his shock, his hands were resting squarely on a woman's chest. Her face was stormy, her eyes cold as they bore into him