Su Fan started the massage with Nalan Xue's shoulders.
But his peripheral sight couldn't resist falling on the soft peaks of Nalan Xue's bosom.
He even wondered if the stunning beauty was wearing 'pants silk' under her tight leather pants by imagining taking them off.
Nalan Xue seemed to notice the flitting glances from the corner of Su Fan's eyes and couldn't help but chuckle, "Xiaofan, are you thinking of doing something to Sister Xue?"
Of course, that was exactly what Su Fan was thinking, but such thoughts were not to be voiced aloud.
All he could do was feign ignorance: "Sister Xue, what are you talking about?"
Nalan Xue gave a flirtatious smile, then grabbed Su Fan's hands, saying, "Isn't this what you wanted?"
As she spoke, Nalan Xue had already placed his hands on her full and towering breasts.
The moment his palms touched down, Su Fan immediately knew, the exquisite beauty had come over without wearing a bra!
Aside from a thin cardigan and a T-shirt underneath, Nalan Xue wasn't wearing any other clothes.
Even through two layers of fabric, the fullness and softness of Nalan Xue's bosom were unmistakably conveyed into Su Fan's palms.
Su Fan did not remove his hands but began to massage and knead directly.
However, unlike his previous systematic approach to massaging Nalan Xue, this time he simply did whatever felt pleasurable.
Nalan Xue's delicate face, which could be marred by the slightest touch, turned rosy at this moment.
Not only that, she couldn't help but let out a wonderfully melodious sound from her throat.
"Mmm…" As Su Fan applied a bit more pressure with his hands, a soft moan escaped Nalan Xue's breath.
As Su Fan continued to apply pressure, varying the movements of his hands, a beautiful "ahh" resounded from her throat.
With eyes like blooming peaches, Nalan Xue looked at Su Fan with encouragement, "Xiaofan, you can put a bit more strength into your hands, Sister Xue doesn't actually like it too gentle."
Her intention was quite clear.
She favored rough and wild men, fierce and unyielding—not a weakling like Mayor Jiang Gao.
Recollecting his thoughts, Su Fan then spoke up, "Okay."
This time, Nalan Xue's full and round breasts were sometimes flattened into pancakes and sometimes turned into buns under Su Fan's manipulation, constantly kneaded and rounded.
Nalan Xue's pretty face revealed even more signs of joy.
Su Fan's techniques, after all, had been honed on many a woman's body, and he certainly knew how to maximize Nalan Xue's pleasure.
Thus, as he varied his techniques, Nalan Xue's breasts became extremely hot, with the cute cherries on top awakening, as if, becoming more resilient.
Nalan Xue originally intended to tease Su Fan, planning to refrain from letting him continue when he became infatuated and unable to extricate himself.
That way, she surely would have had Su Fan firmly in her grip.
But she had underestimated Su Fan's techniques. It wasn't she who had Su Fan under her thumb; rather, she was the one being thoroughly grasped by him.
Her current sensation was an indescribable pleasure.
If possible, she would have liked to enjoy Su Fan's massages and kneading anytime, anywhere.
After thinking for a moment, Nalan Xue couldn't help but say, "Xiaofan, go ahead and put your hand inside."
Su Fan's massages were certainly not just scratching the surface through her clothes, considering they were only two thin layers of fabric.
Yet Nalan Xue felt that she hadn't experienced the ultimate pleasure due to the barrier of those two layers.
If she hadn't said anything, that would have been it, but since she had made the suggestion herself, Su Fan certainly wouldn't be polite.