Zhu Shanshan clamped her legs together tightly and hurriedly straightened her clothes.
She was afraid that Yang Fan would notice something unusual and then suggest wanting to tussle with her.
Underneath her bright yellow mermaid skirt, her thighs were already soaked.
Yang Fan's teasing and kneading earlier had seemed to open up her sensitive spot, and the flow simply wouldn't cease.
"Let's hurry up and eat, you... you mustn't have had enough, right?" Zhu Shanshan said with her eyes and brows flushed with embarrassment, feigning composure.
Yang Fan looked at her endearing appearance and deliberately teased, "That's right, I haven't had my fill, and I'm even hungrier now."
Zhu Shanshan picked up a piece of beef and put it in Yang Fan's bowl, smiling unnaturally, "Then eat up quickly."
