"Disgusting!"
Truly wanting to know the answer, Chu Shiyuan could only helplessly curl up and crawled between Lin Fan's legs.
She slipped the gradually awakening iron pestle into her small mouth, teasing its sensitive spots with her tongue while looking at Lin Fan with a wistful gaze: "Satisfied now? Can you tell me?"
"Alright, in light of your earnest question, let us make an assumption. Suppose you are County Magistrate Luan."
Lin Fan smiled at Chu Shiyuan lying there. Her voluptuous figure and exquisite face, coupled with such an alluring yet depraved act, made her even more enticing due to her cold and aloof demeanor.
"A person who has survived three whole years in the throes of a place like Red Flag County, even if holding some evidence, doesn't he know that it's not enough to take down Zhao Chuanchun?"
"Isn't it possible that he was secretly investigating, collecting evidence, and was accidentally discovered?"
