Chapter 492: Chapter 492

Su Fan and Zhou Jie were different, he was extremely bold and fearless, not worried at all about the possibility of something going awry.

While Zhou Jie was extremely nervous, the two ounces of flesh in front of her had already been seized by Su Fan's hand, being harshly kneaded.

Zhou Jie, in pain, could only carefully cover her mouth to keep from making noise, while casting a very reproachful look at Su Fan.

Her gaze seemed to be signaling to Su Fan to be gentler, more tender, not so rough.

But Su Fan acted as if he hadn't seen her pleading eyes at all, behaving as he pleased, almost as if he wanted to crush her soft peaks in his grip.

In fact, Su Fan wasn't completely reckless; he wouldn't have been so bold without sufficient confidence.

What he and Zhou Jie were doing was certainly very risky.

But he was a master of Inner Strength at the Bursting Strength realm, how could his reaction speed be comparable to that of the worthless old man Zhang Haitao?

He was fully confident that even if he messed around with Zhou Jie right there, Zhang Haitao wouldn't notice a thing.

However, Su Fan had overlooked a stainless steel basin; it was a vertically-placed stainless steel basin that somewhat revealed what Su Fan and Zhou Jie were up to.

But Zhang Haitao was preoccupied with cooking delicacies at the moment, not thinking of glancing in their direction.

Of course, if his gaze had accidentally wandered over there and he had happened to witness the erotic scene, then the joke would have been on them.

After busying himself for a while, Zhang Haitao had also almost finished preparing the American ginseng stewed chicken.

Next, all that was needed was to stew the chicken with various spices and medicinal herbs in the sand pot, requiring no further action on his part.

After he had finished his work, Su Fan had, of course, already released Zhou Jie.

Zhou Jie also took the opportunity to tidy up her clothes, which had been disheveled by Su Fan.

Otherwise, if Zhang Haitao had noticed anything, he wouldn't have spared Su Fan and her today!

After Zhang Haitao placed the chicken in the sand pot and began simmering it on low heat, he said to Su Fan:

"Xiao Fan, you and your sister-in-law continue with the cooking, I'm going to step out for a smoke."

Having said that, he left the kitchen to smoke.

When Zhang Haitao was still around, Su Fan had been incredibly presumptuous.

Now that Zhang Haitao had left the kitchen, Su Fan was of course even more unbridled.

His hand, sliding through Zhou Jie's qipao, reached directly for the mysterious paradise.

Zhou Jie was startled by his actions and quickly began to protest.

"Dr. Su, don't mess around!"

But Su Fan wasn't listening, directly pulling Zhou Jie into his arms and once again capturing her fiery red lips with his.

Zhou Jie naturally struggled, not that she didn't want to go further with Su Fan.

A woman of her age naturally craved a strong and vigorous man, not some has-been old man like Zhang Haitao.

But how long does it take to smoke a cigarette?

What if Zhang Haitao came in just as Su Fan was getting overly heated?

Even if Su Fan wanted to take it further, he shouldn't be fooling around at this time.

On the villa's lawn, Zhang Haitao had already lit a cigarette.

In his old age, just a bit of hustle in the kitchen had left him feeling waves of tiredness.

However, he hadn't considered the possibility of something happening between Su Fan and Zhou Jie.

According to his understanding, Su Fan was just an honest and forthright young man, totally unaware of the gravity of situations, the kind who would dare to save any patient in the hospital.

Such a young man was unlikely to harbor inappropriate thoughts.

How could Zhang Haitao know that Zhou Jie's intimate undershirt had already been undone by Su Fan at this moment?

While Zhang Haitao was still there, Su Fan could only scratch his itch through the boot, which was terribly unsatisfying.

Now Su Fan could finally get a good, close feel of this pair of small watermelons.

Those two soft mounds of dough in Su Fan's hands were naturally shifting shape rapidly.