Fu Shiyan, seeing her in a fluster of embarrassment, whispered so only the two of them could hear, "There's a bag between you and Mu Qianfan, he won't see."
An Yan never expected Fu Shiyan to be so shameless, she squeezed out a few words between her teeth, "You are really too shameless!"
"Do you not have teeth? Your lips are already bitten and bleeding! Does it hurt?"
An Yan's hand resting on her thigh clenched into a fist.
"So, should I not bite next time? Hm?"
The tender tone was spoken by the man in an extremely suggestive way.
Fu Shiyan knew every sensitive spot on An Yan's body all too well, and soon An Yan's body softened, particularly hating how honest her own body was, leaving her no confidence to confront the man.
Just then, a bump, thinking of shaking off the man's hand naturally, but she hadn't expected Fu Shiyan to hold her down tightly.
"Don't move rashly, unless you want everyone on the speedboat to see us like this," Fu Shiyan said with a light chuckle.
