Lu Feiyan's face was flushed crimson, especially when faced with Shen Fanyun's malicious smile. For a moment, she seemed weak and helpless, like an isolated lamb in a cage awaiting slaughter, with no way to escape.
"So fragrant," Shen Fanyun whispered, pulling Lu Feiyan into her embrace. Her nose brushed against Lu Feiyan's hair as she spoke, her voice full of lingering desire.
Lu Feiyan's body trembled as Shen Fanyun's caress sent a ticklish, numbing sensation across her delicate skin.
Then came Shen Fanyun's rough movements.
"Ugh," Lu Feiyan groaned. She didn't like it this rough. Taking a deep breath, she said reluctantly, "Let me... I'll do it myself."
Lu Feiyan stiffened and, with one hand, slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Seeing Shen Fanyun growing more and more infatuated, a mischievous thought sparked in her mind. She quickly pressed Shen Fanyun's head into her bosom.
HISS. Shen Fanyun gritted her teeth, her lips moving slightly.
