"Mmmmmm..."
Kneeling on the ground, Bai Xue's mouth was filled with the still-changing iron pestle, leaving her only able to make slight protesting sounds through her nose. Helplessly, she looked at Lin Fan with a mix of sorrow and longing while her nimble tongue licked at the towering dragon.
Lin Fan stood in front of the dressing mirror, admiring Bai Xue's jade-like back and the round peach-shaped hips in the reflection, as Zhu Zhixuan helped him arrange his clothes from behind.
"Can't you behave just once in the morning? Today is your first day in your new role; can't you be a little proper?"
Zhu Zhixuan pursed her lips, her bare body pressed tightly against Lin Fan's back, while his hand reached between her thighs, playfully manipulating the slippery abyss. She intended to help him with his clothes but had become his plaything instead.
"Playing with my own woman—how is that not proper? Whether I'm in office or not, I must still play."
