"Mom, do you have a fever?"
Gao Min came to Shu Feifei's side with a concerned face and placed her hand on her forehead.
Fearing her daughter would discover the man hidden under her, Shu Feifei instinctively leaned her chair against the table. This not only nearly completely shielded Lin Fan under the table, but it also presented the unshielded "Garden" right in front of Lin Fan.
"It's... it's nothing... Perhaps the wind just blew on me."
Propping herself with one hand on the table, Shu Feifei shook her head awkwardly. At that moment, Lin Fan was rubbing her tender foot back and forth on his burning-hot "weapon."
Feeling the key to paradise trapped between her feet, Shu Feifei, daring not to move, could only withstand the tickling stimulation, trying her best to steady her breathing. This torment made her feel like she was about to collapse.