Chapter 432
Now all the problems were out in the open; Diwu Ming actually just wanted to have some physical relationship with Yang Fan. Although Yang Fan didn’t know why she would target him, he had nothing to worry about anymore.
Just do it and get it over with.
His left and right hands started working at the same time; his left fingers explored Diwu Ming’s moist ravine while his right hand gently caressed and teased Guan Ping’s tender valley.
Diwu Ming was much gentler than he had imagined. Even though Yang Fan, because of his sitting posture, focused more of his attention on Guan Ping’s fair buttocks, she still looked at him with soft and affectionate eyes.
Those eyes, filled with deep, immeasurable feelings, were like a pool of spring water. Just a ripple would sway one’s spirit and secretly stir the blood.
"Sister Ming, why don’t you bend over there too?" said Yang Fan with a smile.
Out of respect for Diwu Ming’s status and her formidable reputation, he spoke relatively politely.
It was entirely a tone of negotiation.
Diwu Ming chuckled lightly, "Is this how you conquer a woman? I’m afraid you’ll have a hard time in the future!"
Yang Fan’s brows shot up sharply. What did she mean by that? Was she saying he was too polite?
"What the hell are you talking about? Get over there. You’re not happy when I’m polite to you!" Yang Fan withdrew his finger and slapped Diwu Ming’s thigh, "Hurry up!"