Aside from these, Fang Minhui guessed that Shen Yuan might have other women, too, but she had always turned a blind eye.
Every time she thought about it, Fang Minhui felt a bit distressed. Who would want to share their man with other girls?
She never brought it up in front of Shen Yuan. On the one hand, she would feel aggrieved; on the other, Shen Yuan wouldn't change anyway. It would only affect their relationship.
At this moment, Fang Minhui gently rested her cheek on Shen Yuan's chest, silent.
Shen Yuan probably guessed what she was thinking. His hands took care of her round buttocks. At times like this, talking was useless; he could only teach her a lesson.
If one lesson didn't work, then he would give her two.
The class belle had soft and elastic buttocks, which Shen Yuan molded into various shapes, caressing them while occasionally adding a pinch, slap, pat, or squeeze.