At the invitation of Secretary Wang, Su Fan came to the kitchen.
Shen He's charming face had already flushed a rosy hue, burning hot, and now it had reddened even to the roots of her ears.
Seeing her tantalizing appearance, Su Fan truly couldn't restrain himself, wanting to pluck her ardently.
Since entering the city, he had met many women.
Yet whether it was Bai Man, Wang Fei, Yin Qianyue, Liu Qing, or others, none held much reserve.
By comparison, Shen He was definitely a lady driven to desperation, with no other choice.
Previously, at Bai Man's sister-in-law's villa, even if Su Fan just glanced at her a bit more, Shen He would feel shy.
Compared to Shen He, Secretary Wang was a vixen.
She knew very well that the most useful weapons women had against men, were their fair faces and enchanting figures.
Just like Shen He, Secretary Wang was a woman blessed with good fortune from the heavens.
Secretary Wang's figure was exceedingly tall, her long legs seemed like the most perfect cannon stands in this world.
Her slim waist was so delicate, to say it could not be encircled by a single hand would be nothing but an outright lie.
But her waist, it truly was the A4-sized waist only a comic book heroine would possess.
When she was clothed, it was one thing, but now, as she perfectly displayed her waist before Su Fan's eyes.
Su Fan didn't even hesitate, and, unable to resist, he embraced her from behind.
These legs, this waist, who couldn't play with them for a year?
After being embraced by Su Fan, Secretary Wang not only was not angry but even felt a bit of secret delight.
Deng Hai Lin had said before that she, this enchantress, was simply poison for men.
She hadn't been very confident before, but now she became even more self-assured.
After all, even a superb man like Su Fan couldn't control himself around her and was powerless to resist.
Although secretly pleased, Secretary Wang deliberately said, "Doctor Su, what are you doing?"
"Don't you know that men and women shouldn't touch hands when they give or receive things?"
She and Shen He dressed in this manner, appearing before Su Fan, and now she said this; obviously, she was teasing Su Fan.
But Su Fan was no longer the poor kid who had just come out of the mountains.
This sentence from Secretary Wang hardly had any effect on him.
While caressing Secretary Wang's slender waist, Su Fan spoke.
"I don't quite agree with what you said, I feel another saying might fit the situation better."
Both Secretary Wang and Shen He's attention was successfully captured by Su Fan at this moment.
Su Fan then positioned himself between the two, his right arm encircling Secretary Wang's slender waist, the left arm around Shen He's, before speaking lightly:
"The saying I'd like to quote is, 'For a gentleman, a fair lady is a worthy match.'"
Upon hearing this, Secretary Wang couldn't help but giggle, then she blinked her beautiful eyes and asked Su Fan,
"Then, here are two fair ladies, Doctor Su, which fair lady do you think is the match you, a gentleman, desire?"
While slowly moving his hand upward, Su Fan calmly answered, "I don't know."
He said he didn't know, but his hands were honest.
A soft cotton-like bundle, and another equally soft but resilient dough-like mound were both in his grasp at the same time.
The soft, cotton-like mounds naturally belonged to Secretary Wang.
Having been with Deng Hai Lin, who knows how many times she had been developed by him.
While they hadn't sagged, they lacked that wonderful elasticity.
Shen He, on the other hand, brought Su Fan a great surprise; time hadn't left even the slightest mark on this woman approaching her thirties.
Not only was her face lovely, her figure enchanting, but even her snowy, tender peaks were incredibly resilient.
After casually squeezing them, Su Fan couldn't resist squeezing them again.