Zhang Yulan really spared no effort in defending Yang Fan.
After finalizing the details with Xiao Liu, she immediately mobilized her extensive network of friends.
Under the softly caressing warm breeze beneath the grape trellis, Zhang Yulan made calls for half an hour before she put down her phone, her soft body squeezing into Yang Fan's embrace. She cooed, "It's all set up, now we just need that bitch Tian Miao to fall into the trap we've dug for her. Want to go see?"
"Wouldn't I just give it away if I went?" Yang Fan, with his hands around Zhang Yulan's plump buttocks, said with a laugh.
After the battle in the kitchen earlier, she and Xiao Liu had just thrown on some outer clothes; presently, she was completely bare underneath.
With only a thin pair of lantern shorts covering her buttocks, one could almost clearly feel the touch of her skin, exceptionally soft.
