Dazed old cat

"Asshole, you're hurting me, be gentler…" 
"Heh, don't you like it rough?" 
...
Most fatally, she was wearing only a thin spaghetti-strap nightgown, revealing large swathes of lovely scenery with her damp hair draped to one side, holding a feather duster in her hand… 
On the bed was a man with a hood on his head, his hands and feet bound, much like a slave. 

The temptation behind gentleness

Su Fan, even as a youth from the mountains, had eaten dumplings before.


This was just a common food, nothing particularly extraordinary.


But such dumplings this time, he could not say he had eaten before, he hadn't even laid eyes on anything like them.


Shen He's peaks and Secretary Wang's peaks each had their own merits, both exceptionally rounded and full, with astonishing elasticity.


However, their size was admittedly smaller when compared to Bai Man's sister-in-law, Wang HaiMei, or even Bai Man's beautiful young niece, Bai Xiaolin.


Of course, even so, both were genuinely substantial.


Su Fan was absolutely certain that one hand could not cover either.


At this moment, though his stomach was hungry, his eyes were truly satiated.


Shen He's skin was exceptionally white, outshining the frost and competing with the snow; she was the embodiment of 'a fair complexion glowing with health.'


Chapter 412: Making Dumplings Together