Yang Fan's sincere words hadn't completely convinced Bai Mengzhu.
She looked at Yang Fan with suspicion and asked, "If you touched my buttocks, why did you have to reach inside to touch?"
"It's not satisfying over the clothes, of course, I had to reach inside," Yang Fan said. "You're experienced, you should know the process, right? When kissing, hands definitely start wandering to other places."
With puffed cheeks, Bai Mengzhu scrutinized Yang Fan for a while, then swiftly put on her short sleeves.
"You've already taken your advantage, I need to leave now."
Although Yang Fan felt a bit of regret, facing such a woman with a somewhat strange set of principles, he didn't insist and just asked, "It's so late, you still want to go home?"
"If I don't go back, should I stay here then? I'm afraid you might eat me alive," Bai Mengzhu retorted annoyedly.
