Su Fan pondered for a moment, then said, "Let me quiz you."
Zhou Jie nodded. She had an excellent memory; whatever was recorded in books, she could remember once she committed it to memory.
However, Su Fan didn't ask a direct question.
Instead, he first slipped his large hand under Zhou Jie's clothing.
Then, with practiced ease, he grasped Zhou Jie's soft mound on the left, playing with it.
Zhou Jie's mound was beautifully contoured and felt exceptionally good to the touch.
Soft yet firm, it was something Su Fan couldn't get enough of.
Zhou Jie was helpless, so she let Su Fan have his way while she waited for him to check her homework.
However, instead of checking her homework, Su Fan slipped his other hand into her clothing as well.
This time, Zhou Jie was completely resigned. She vaguely understood that Su Fan's earlier question was merely a distraction.
Sure enough, Su Fan quickly had her straddle his lap, facing him.
