Yang Fan knew that Li Jia liked this kind of thing; that night, he squatted on the wall and watched for the whole evening as Li Jia became deliriously intoxicated.
Sometimes human psychology is really strange. Even though Yang Fan knew they were a couple, deep down he just wanted to outdo Fu Xuebing. He not only wanted Li Jia crying for her parents, but also kissing her until she couldn't take it anymore.
And the two times promised by Li Jia could not satisfy Yang Fan.
He wanted to change Li Jia's mind with his actions and turn those two times into countless times.
Ignoring Li Jia's resistance, Yang Fan forcefully grabbed her slender waist, pried apart her fair and smooth buttocks, and moved his mouth closer.
Smack smack...
"Ah... Ahh... It's so uncomfortable, why do you men all like to eat there?" Li Jia whimpered, biting her lip.
"What do you mean, Old Fu has also eaten you there?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.
