Zheng Yuyu's sudden outcry shocked Pan Xiaoxia.
As for Yang Fan, he was, of course, pretending.
He had already experienced Zheng Yuyu's particular kink during the day.
Honestly, playing like that was somewhat addictive.
"My… my sensitive spot is kind of unique, if I'm with a man, I like it really rough."
Her cheeks flushed, Zheng Yuyu explained somewhat sheepishly.
Pan Xiaoxia frowned, biting her lip, and forced a very strained smile, "That's... indeed very unique."
She tried slapping Zheng Yuyu's ample bosom, covered by her bellyband, "Like this?"
"Harder, put some strength into it!" Zheng Yuyu said shyly.
"Harder?" Pan Xiaoxia was shocked, "Isn't that just hitting someone?"
"Yes, hit me, whip me! Pinch my Little Honey Bean, pinch me, slap my face, that's fine too," said Zheng Yuyu.
Pan Xiaoxia's expression froze as she turned to look at Yang Fan, "You take over... I just can't do it."
"I'm having trouble too," said Yang Fan with a wry smile.