"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.
"Mom, I know that you and dad haven’t been getting along these past few years, but Manman and I are grown up. Even without his care, we three can live well. My company is doing quite well now, you don’t have to work so hard. Why don’t you close the shop and let me take care of you from now on?"
Gao Min walked behind Shu Feifei, gently massaging her shoulders.
"I’m only in my forties, still young... You aren’t suggesting I lay around all day, are you?"
With her lips pursed, Shu Feifei enjoyed the dual caress from her daughter and Lin Fan, finding the thrill on the edge of danger utterly intoxicating.
"That’s not what I mean either. Why not travel and dance when there’s nothing else going on? Many elderly people nowadays travel around the world. Our family definitely affords that lifestyle, plus dad isn’t coming back. Why don’t you go out too? You might even find your own spring."
Gao Min whispered with a smile.
"Don’t talk nonsense, I’m not an elderly person, and I don’t need any ’spring.’"
Shu Feifei waved her hand, landing on Gao Min’s hand: "I’m fine with my life now, go pick out a cheongsam that you like. You shouldn’t be all about work all the time. You’re not getting any younger. What you should do is bring a son-in-law home to meet me."
"I don’t want that! Being single is great. Who says a man is a woman’s destiny? I only have eyes for money now, having money is the ultimate security."
Pouting, Gao Min walked around the desk toward a row of wardrobes, and only when she’d left did Shu Feifei finally relax a bit. She continued to tease Lin Fan with her feet.
Listening to the conversation outside, Lin Fan forced himself not to laugh. One claimed she didn’t need a ’spring’ while enjoying her own spring, and the other claimed she didn’t want a man but kept texting him for another round. This mother and daughter really were interesting.
"When I was your age, I had already had both you and your sister. Can’t you accompany me in this?"
Shu Feifei looked helplessly at her daughter while a pair of devilish hands had already reached out from under the table and ventured into the muddy domain. Shu Feifei shivered as if electrocuted, yet she could only brace her upper body while watching Gao Min, as the pleasure from below made her breathing hasten.
"I definitely don’t want kids. Manman and I have said we’ll just stay together when we’re old; having kids is too painful. But thanks to you, my sister and I don’t need to work out much to look this good."
Laughing, Gao Min took out a cheongsam from the wardrobe and unconcernedly started changing in front of Shu Feifei, a common occurrence, yet unknown to her, Lin Fan was playing with the muddy "area" below and enjoying the service of Shu Feifei’s feet, not forgetting to take out his phone, turn on the camera, and place it upside down on the floor to enjoy the wonderful scene of Gao Min changing.
Dressed in black lace lingerie, her fine figure was fully accentuated. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders; her large, round eyes and perfectly shaped face reflected the current beauty trends, especially her bare, perky buttocks that excited Lin Fan even more, recalling the hairless "area" below, his desire intensified.
Caught up in the excitement, Lin Fan’s fingers accelerated their pace, causing Shu Feifei even more pressure. She had to tightly grip the edge of the table, leaning forward slightly, trying to intensify that feeling of fullness.
"Gao Min... why don’t you take a few more and try them on at home... I want some peace to sketch for a while... you better hurry, don’t disturb my inspiration!"
Dressed in a purple cheongsam, Gao Min, with a sullen pout, picked a few more pieces then turned to her mother: "Mom, find some time to visit my company. I’ve set up a cheongsam section for you, you can give some feedback. We might start broadcasting in a few days!"
Shu Feifei clenched her teeth; if Gao Min didn’t leave soon, she might just start moaning.