Su Fan drank while slipping his hand into Zhou Jie's clothing.
Zhou Jie's full and rounded bosom provided a wonderful sensation, seemingly the best accompaniment to the drink.
Zhou Jie always felt helpless against Su Fan.
This time, Su Fan intended to act recklessly, and she had no means to stop him.
She could only say somewhat reproachfully, "Are you trying to starve me? I can't even eat like this."
Su Fan laughed upon hearing this, "Soon, I'll have both of your little mouths fed."
If it were Bai Man, she would have already started to tidy up against Su Fan.
Zhou Jie was different, she was a woman gentle to her core.
Even though Su Fan teased her like this, she wasn't angry.
Zhou Jie simply decided not to argue with Su Fan about it.
After all, Su Fan did this often; she had grown accustomed to it.
She could only shift her body slightly backward, the tight closeness between them was making her a bit uncomfortable.
