Time waits for no one.
Every minute we delay increases the risk of being exposed.
Chen Fang hesitated for just a fraction of a second.
Then his mouth moved in and he swallowed one of the grapes whole, swirling it around.
Meanwhile.
His hand climbed the peak.
His fingers quivered on the grape.
The terror on Zhang Shihua's face vanished in an instant.
It was replaced by a genuine, lustful cry of "ah".
That cry was authentic and unfeigned.
It sent shivers down the spine.
"Cry out, just let it out continuously."
Seeing the effect, Chen Fang instructed Zhang Shihua.
But Zhang Shihua still looked troubled, not knowing how to cry out.
She blushed and whispered, "Maybe... you should keep going, I... I don't mind..."
Chen Fang understood what she meant by "continue".
The actors and the audience were already in place, it wouldn't make sense to end now.
Chen Fang didn't think too much about it.
His fingers moved on her waist.
Her pants were unbuttoned.
