Fan Sisi seemed very confident in controlling her body's reactions, but as Yang Fan kneaded her, her face flushed even deeper, and a dazed, lustful haze clouded her eyes.
Still, she pretended to be indifferent and deliberately looked around, trying to prove that she wasn't feeling anything.
Seeing her like this, Yang Fan's competitive spirit was ignited.
He couldn't believe that this woman wouldn't have even a slight reaction.
Alternating between gentle and firm kneading, his fingers tenderly played with the Little Honey Bean, pinching and then drawing circles, utilizing almost all the teasing techniques he knew.
Suddenly, Fan Sisi bit her lip hard and reached for her phone.
It seemed she was trying to distract herself.
But as Yang Fan's caresses continued, she couldn't hold back a moan.
Then, she threw her phone down fiercely and jumped up abruptly.
Yang Fan was startled by her sudden movement. Was she going to forcefully change her mind?
