Zhang Yulan had also bought a little mystery for Yang Fan, stubbornly refusing to reveal what this so-called appetizer was all about.
Although Yang Fan couldn't guess what exactly it was, seeing her attitude, he knew it definitely wasn't food.
Why would food need to be shrouded in such secrecy?
"No worries, you can keep playing, we'll just wait a little longer," Zhang Yulan's eyes sparkled with a seductive charm as she lifted the garment covering her upper body, proactively revealing one of her full breasts to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan didn't need her invitation; he was already playing and naturally showed no restraint, bending down to suckle at it.
The bigger it was, the more pleasurable it felt to play with, able to knead it into various shapes, and it tasted even more delightful as he sucked.
"Mmm..."
Zhang Yulan's eyes glinted with a thick haze of enrapture as her palms tenderly fluttered across Yang Fan's chest.
