Inside the Land Rover, Bai Xue knelt in the passenger seat, leaning her body between Lin Fan's legs, constantly sucking on that iron-hard Sky Pillar with her cherry lips. The slippery embrace and the nimble movements of her tongue had him in absolute ecstasy.
"Why didn't you tell me about Huo Ben visiting the Cultural Troupe last night?"
Lin Fan's right hand kneaded Bai Xue's perky buttocks as he gazed down at her black, flowing hair.
"I… thought… nothing… happened… so… I didn't want to… distract you… I was afraid you'd be distracted!"
Bai Xue, with Iron Pestle between her lips, looked at Lin Fan with her face red with embarrassment.
"I've told you before, Huo Ben is the most dangerous man around here. He wouldn't visit the Cultural Troupe without a reason. It was clearly a hint for you to inform me, but you disobeyed. Now, tell me, do you deserve a punishment?"
As he spoke, Lin Fan slapped her on her perky buttocks.
