"Song Jie, yours are so round and beautiful!"
Suddenly, my mouth was dry and parched.
Those two large papayas were extraordinary, the soft and sticky sensation was a unique visual impact.
Song Ruoyun quickly covered them: "Don't look, how am I supposed to explain this to Little Tao's dad?"
But her hands couldn't fully conceal them.
The shape squeezed out was not only tempting, but the sticky rice on top was also so red, making one want to take a bite.
"Didn't Little Tao's dad already say you could find any man you wanted?"
I hooked her chin with my hand, making her look me straight in the eyes.
Sure enough, Song Ruoyun couldn't hide, filled with shock: "How do you know that?"
"Tao Yimeng told me, he said as long as it looked good, it didn't matter because Little Tao's dad couldn't do it anymore."
If Tao Yimeng hadn't told me these things last time.
I wouldn't have dared to be so bold.
"But I..."
"No buts, Song Jie. Be honest, do you want a man to pamper you?"
