Heh~
The moment these words came out, Lin Fan was startled and looked at Ye Fei'Er with surprise.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fei'Er's expression was very serious, without a hint of joking.
"Uh... are you tired? Do you want to rest for a bit?" Lin Fan said.
"Stop wasting breath! If I let you touch, just touch!" Ye Fei'Er said aggressively, directly extending her pair of perfectly beautiful legs towards Lin Fan. Whether she was doing it intentionally or not, her leg lightly brushed against Lin Fan's little tent and then rested on his thigh, making Lin Fan feel a sudden swelling, his blood boiling!
What on earth is this woman planning?
"I know you must be heartbroken inside. If you want to cry, I can lend you my shoulder," Lin Fan said, taking a puff of his cigarette.
