Su Fan had also drunk quite a bit of alcohol, and when the warm, fragrant soft jade came into his embrace, he felt his heart waver.
Normally, Su Ya was a gentle and dignified woman, independent and strong.
Without a man, she had to rely on her own efforts to provide for herself and her daughter.
But after getting drunk, she temporarily let go of all burdens, unshackling the layers of restraints.
Now, she was simply a stunningly beautiful woman, so alluring, even somewhat flirtatious and wanton.
She took the initiative to pull Su Fan's hand, guiding it to touch her softness.
Her pretty face, already flushed with rosy cheeks, now became even more reddened.
Her breathing grew more fervent, as if she were a steaming hot delicacy fresh out of the pot, irresistible to the eye.
"Mmm..."
A soft moan emanated from deep in Su Ya's throat.
Su Fan could clearly feel that Su Ya, tense before, was becoming increasingly pliant.
