"Sis Man, saying things like that to me feels like creating distance," Su Fan said with a smile.
Bai Man was initially very touched.
But looking down at Su Fan's hands kneading the dough, she could only say coldly through clenched teeth, "It does feel a bit distant!"
Su Fan noticed Bai Man's gaze and involuntarily paused his movements.
Spending so much time with Bai Man had turned this into a subconscious habit of his.
As long as Bai Man didn't object, he loved to knead her incredibly soft breasts as if they were dough.
When his hands stopped, Bai Man said annoyedly, "Go on, it's already like this anyway."
Since she said that, Su Fan certainly wasn't going to be polite.
He immediately continued, his slender fingers vigorously making their moves.
Bai Man's plump breasts changed shapes continuously under the manipulation of his hands during this process.
Sometimes they were like two small watermelons, sometimes like fully flattened dough rounds.
