Su Fan was quite enamored with the slippery, soft texture in his hands.
He now understood why in the hospital and on the streets, so many gentlemen loved to stare at the beautiful women's long legs clad in black silk.
At this moment, Su Fan even began to wonder what it would feel like to be serviced by Zhou Jie's delicate feet.
Zhou Jie was terribly frightened at this moment and could only secretly cast pleading looks at Su Fan, hoping he wouldn't act recklessly.
Unfortunately, Su Fan was casually chatting with Zhang Haitao, paying no attention.
Zhang Haitao had just had a long fight with Zhao Ting in the bathroom and was already extremely tired.
After lighting a cigarette, he leaned back on the couch and casually conversed with Su Fan.
As for what Zhou Jie and Su Fan were doing right under his nose, he genuinely didn't know.
Zhang Haitao sighed internally, "Really, I'm getting old, I can't deny it anymore."
