Previously in the bathroom, Shen He had only covered her charming face with both hands.
Now, she had no choice but to cover her cherry lips with both hands, for if she did not, she feared she would let out continuous screams of agony.
That night, Su Fan had hardly slept at all.
Shen He and Wang Xiaoxiao, of course, also had restless sleep.
Most of the time, people fell asleep, but their bodies got no rest.
Wang Xiaoxiao woke up several times, feeling utterly helpless with Su Fan.
She was already exhausted beyond endurance, yet Su Fan continued to hold her in a frenzied assault.
Su Fan was like a bull that never knew what fatigue was.
Su Fan treated Shen He and Wang Xiaoxiao this way, of course, for a reason.
After his return to Yang City, he clearly would not be able to indulge with Shen He and Wang Xiaoxiao as freely as he wished.
After all, most of the time when there was nothing going on, he was in Yang City and would not run to the western capital.