The private room was filled with the scent of rosemary.
As Qiu Qingyi lay limp in her wheelchair, Lin Fan, with a smile on his face, poured all the burning heat into Feng Xiaoxiao's enticing lips until it was all sucked clean without a drop remaining. Only then did the exhausted Feng Xiaoxiao get up and help Qiu Qingyi get dressed again.
"How about that, isn't my husband amazing?" Feng Xiaoxiao said proudly, looking at Qiu Qingyi with flushed cheeks.
"Indeed... It's been so many years since I've... experienced this feeling... and he's not just amazing, but also bold... even daring to touch a woman from the Han Family... It would be better for us to meet less in the future."
Qiu Qingyi grabbed the bottle of liquor from the table and downed it in one go. Such a strange act stunned Lin Fan.
"Are you so afraid of being discovered that you need to drink like this?"
