Yan Jinyue worked his fingers several times before finally separating the muscle suit's collar from Ji Hanxing's neck. He stretched the opening as wide as he could and slowly lifted it, afraid of hurting Ji Hanxing.
"Hanxing, tuck your head in a little."
Ji Hanxing closed his eyes and followed Yan Jinyue's instructions, ducking his head. He could distinctly feel the silicone muscle suit inching upward, gradually covering his face.
Yan Jinyue pulled the collar all the way above Ji Hanxing's head.
"Hanxing, how do you feel? Can you breathe all right? Can we keep going?"
"Yes, we can."
With his face covered by the muscle suit, Ji Hanxing's voice came out muffled.
Only then did Yan Jinyue slowly release the collar and move his hands back to the hem of the muscle suit. Inch by inch, he peeled it away from Ji Hanxing's abdomen.
The waist and abdomen were exceptionally sensitive areas to begin with, and Ji Hanxing was even more ticklish than most. His waist and abdomen were like a sensitive minefield: a single touch seemed to link every sensitive spot in his body together and set them off at once.
Ji Hanxing's body first gave a violent shudder, as though he had been shocked. The warm pads of Yan Jinyue's fingers made him tremble involuntarily. He sucked in his stomach and could not help trying to pull back.
"Don't move."
Seeing Ji Hanxing trying to retreat, Yan Jinyue applied a little force with one hand, clamping it around his waist.
"It tickles..."
Hidden inside the muscle suit, Ji Hanxing's face had already taken on a faint flush. His breathing grew rapid, too, and at last, unable to hold back, he let a moan escape.
Ji Hanxing immediately clenched his teeth.
Yan Jinyue's hand was pressed firmly against