Yang Fan's large hand carelessly roamed inside Zhang Yulan's white lantern shorts, where the hidden golden valley was already drenched with excessive desire. With just a slight movement, his fingers could stir up splashes of wetness.
The commotion finally caught Xiao Liu's attention, but she only turned her head with a shy glance before continuing to stir-fry.
Yet compared to earlier, her posture had become noticeably stiff, and from time to time she deliberately stuck out her pert buttocks as if to intentionally show off for Yang Fan.
"Mmm..."
Zhang Yulan couldn't contain herself and let out a soft moan, tiptoeing to offer her blushing lips.
Yang Fan bent down to accept her kiss, pulling his wet hand from the lantern shorts, and quickly lifted Zhang Yulan's similarly lantern-style off-shoulder top.
Her clothing was a matching set that made her look innocently cute, nearly overwhelming her mature woman's charm.
Whoosh.
