Chapter 370
After an intense bout of love-making, Zhu Shanshan lay soft and languid in Yang Fan’s arms.
Her rosy lips were slightly parted, her face flushed with an alluring color, and her eyes seemed misted over with a layer of water.
The fervent satisfaction had left her looking like crops drenched with rainwater, fresh and captivating.
"You little enemy, you really made the wait worth it," Zhu Shanshan cooed, her voice mellow, her tone saturated with profound satisfaction.
"Feel good?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.
Zhu Shanshan giggled shyly and nodded gently.
She was more than comfortable; she was completely sated.
Yang Fan sneaked a glance towards the wardrobe, which was tightly closed; it seemed Fan Sisi had quieted down as well.
"Fanzi, come to my place later, I’ll whip up something nice to replenish you," Zhu Shanshan said gently, her eyes brimming with tenderness.
She was on about nourishing him again, which left Yang Fan somewhat torn between laughter and tears.
"I’m as strong as a young bull; there doesn’t seem to be much to replenish," he remarked.