Yang Fan was enjoying Zhu Shanshan's gentle kisses and caresses when Old Zhou's call suddenly came in.
From just a glance at the caller ID, his guilt-ridden heart nearly skipped a beat.
"Old Zhou's call."
Holding the phone, Yang Fan said to Zhu Shanshan.
With a pop, Zhu Shanshan released Yang Fan's buddy and said with squinting eyes, "You take it. I'll slow down."
Despite her words, Yang Fan's heart couldn't help but feel uneasy.
After all, it was Zhu Shanshan who was servicing him orally.
After hesitating for a while, Yang Fan finally answered the call.
"Fanzi, where are you?" Old Zhou asked.
Yang Fan's head just got bigger, "I'm at a friend's place, what's up?"
"Nothing much, I just saw your car parked outside, but you weren't around, so I asked. By the way, have you seen your sister-in-law?" Old Zhou seemed to be outside as well, the sound of strong wind blowing into the microphone.
His question made the already guilty Yang Fan even more nervous.
