Chapter 493: Chapter 493

As Su Fan's rough, large hand continued downward, about to do something, Zhou Jie hurriedly spoke up.

"After we eat dinner, I'll keep you company properly, but can I cook first?"

Zhou Jie worried that if she and Su Fan kept messing around , they wouldn't be able to prepare dinner properly later.

Su Fan thought about it and still nodded.

During dinner later, he could persuade Zhang Haitao to drink a few more glasses of wine.

Once Zhang Haitao was drunk unconscious, then he could do whatever he wanted, of course.

Thinking this, his large hand did not continue to explore further but let Zhou Jie go cook.

But while Zhou Jie was cooking, it didn't stop him from thoroughly enjoying the pleasure of kneading dough.

The soft, tender flesh in front of Zhou Jie had a feel that was exceptional.

Normally, Zhang Haitao clearly didn't enjoy it; otherwise, it wouldn't have such astonishing resilience as it did now.

While Zhou Jie was cooking, Su Fan was even considering that he could stand behind her and enter.

But doing so, he wondered if Zhou Jie would still have the strength to stand and cook?

Once this thought had arisen, he simply couldn't restrain it.

When Zhou Jie was extremely puzzled, she suddenly felt a cool breeze on her thigh.

She immediately became nervous, "Dr. Su, don't do this, he really might come over soon!"

Zhou Jie was nearly dying of nervousness.

For she realized, whatever she said, Su Fan wasn't listening at all.

Being an experienced woman, she certainly knew what Su Fan wanted to do at this moment.

This time, Su Fan wanted to enter her from behind.

When she had just married Zhang Haitao, Zhang Haitao also wanted to do it this way with her.

Unfortunately, Zhang Haitao had aged, and was no longer up to the task.

Let alone such difficult maneuvers; even if she lay on the bed and let Zhang Haitao do as he pleased, Zhang Haitao was still more keen than capable.

Su Fan was different; during her interactions with Su Fan, she could distinctly feel Su Fan's strength.

Not only was Su Fan's muscular body extremely attractive, his assets particularly terrified her.

She highly doubted that her delicate haven could withstand such a massive beast.

But at this very moment, Su Fan had already made them completely intimate, merging into one.

Zhou Jie could clearly feel that Su Fan was not going all out, but she was already unable to bear it.

Not only could she not allow Su Fan to continue advancing, she couldn't even stand steadily anymore.

At that moment, all she wanted was to lie down, or to be held in Su Fan's arms.

Zhou Jie could only gasp and speak, "Dr. Su… I can't stand steadily, I can't cook ."

Su Fan, unbothered, replied, "I'll hold you."

As he spoke, he indeed stretched out his arms and steadied Zhou Jie.

Zhou Jie was like a doll in his hands.

But Zhou Jie was definitely not a doll; she was an immensely alluring top-tier woman.

With Su Fan supporting her, Zhou Jie no longer needed to stand on her own.

Still, in that position, she felt very odd and it was absolutely inconvenient to cook.

Moreover, as Su Fan began to thrust vigorously, she only wanted to scream, to immerse, to enjoy, and utterly didn't want to cook.

But she had to cook now; if Zhang Haitao came over and saw she hadn't cooked,

Zhang Haitao could surely guess, even if he didn't catch her and Su Fan in the act, that they were up to no good in the kitchen.

So, despite being extremely uncomfortable, Zhou Jie still had to try hard to cook.

Fortunately, Su Fan did not unleash a torrent of violent storms; realizing she truly couldn't cook, he started moving very gently.