Ye Fan followed behind and asked, "Where's your daughter Yue'er?"
"She's been sent over to my parents' place," Zhao Tianya said. "She's still quite young, so it's not very convenient to take her out."
Ye Fan acknowledged with a sound.
Before long, Ye Fan and Zhao Tianya climbed up to the second floor.
Ye Fan hadn't had the chance to look around at the second-floor decoration when Zhao Tianya had already pulled him into her bedroom.
Entering the fragrant bedroom, Zhao Tianya closed the door, then turned and threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, tightly hugging his strong body. She twisted her youthful and plump body restlessly, as if trying to merge herself into Ye Fan, breathing in short, heavy gasps.
Ye Fan couldn't resist either, and hugged Zhao Tianya's delicate body tightly, then moved to kiss her tempting little mouth.