Zhang Yulan turned over, half of her body pressing on Xiao Liu, and said with deep significance, "You see, I don't care about your mess with Old Chen, and I only made such a small request. You should let me get some satisfaction, right?"
Xiao Liu looked slightly stunned, "You want to watch him torment me?"
"What are you talking about? Is this called torment? Let me ask you, do you feel good?" Zhang Yulan asked angrily.
Xiao Liu gave a wry smile, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "It's comfortable, but it's almost too much to take."
"So, how could this be called torment? I simply want to see you being tossed around," Zhang Yulan casually played with Xiao Liu's very noticeable nub, blatantly stating her desires.
By this point, she had completely abandoned her initial purposes.
As for what other plans she might have in the future, Yang Fan couldn't guess.
"...Okay." Xiao Liu gently pursed her lips and spread her legs open again towards Yang Fan.
