Chapter 627: Chapter 627

Every advance by Su Fan pushed Wang Fei to her limit, even expanding the boundaries of what she could endure.

But such limits are impossible to expand indefinitely, just like a person practicing running who may not be able to run far at first.

After running for a while, they can run much further.

At this point, the desire to run faster and further becomes incredibly challenging, because they have reached their limit.

Wang Fei was the same; she had, in fact, been brought by Su Fan to a kind of limit.

Under normal circumstances, she would absolutely not feel the tearing pain, at most being completely filled.

Su Fan's "dragon vein" was akin to the size of Wang Fei's wrist, and it was not only powerful but also a sharp spear that felt as if it could pierce through a person.

More than once, Wang Fei felt as if Su Fan wouldn't stop until he had completely penetrated her.

Because the door to this private room was broken, Wang Fei was somewhat worried that it might open again all by itself.

Just now, Su Fan had been pressing against the door, but this time he had moved the battlefield to the sofa.

Her two slender, jade-like legs were tightly grasped by Su Fan.

It left her no chance to evade when bearing the impact; she could only endure Su Fan's full output.

Wang Fei only sensed the "furious dragon's" roar after an uncertain amount of time had passed.

This made her understand that the torment of this session had finally come to an end.

But what she never expected was that at this moment, the roaring furious dragon suddenly pried open her pearly teeth and red lips.

Of course, Wang Fei wanted to evade; they were in a barbecue restaurant, and she had nowhere to rinse her mouth.

She wanted to evade, but she was completely unable to.

This trip to the barbecue restaurant, she hadn't managed to eat much meat, but at this moment, she was undoubtedly full, both her mouths thoroughly sated.

When Su Fan felt completely relaxed, Wang Fei lay completely limp on the sofa, dripping with fragrant sweat, unable to move a muscle.

Su Fan then came over to Wang Fei's side.

Although he had already achieved a full release, his heart was still full of ideas that he wanted to try with Wang Fei.

He approached her and casually placed his hand on Wang Fei's soft peak.

While kneading the dough, he spoke up, "Fei, how about we call over Man and go for a mandarin duck bath this weekend?"

In Yang City, there are several hot springs where mandarin duck baths can be taken.

Of course, Su Fan's intention wasn't merely to enjoy the mandarin duck bath, but to attack Bai Man and Wang Fei in the spring waters.

If, during his assault, Bai Man was in sheer black stockings and Wang Fei in sheer white ones, the pleasure would undoubtedly be ultimate.

He had this idea, of course, from the materials Qi Dongliang had left behind.

He didn't just harbor such thoughts; he also planned to bring a set of tools Qi Dongliang had custom-made to his room.

Qi Dongliang had ordered that set of tools specifically for targeting Wang Fei.

But no sooner had the tools been shipped from Europe than Qi Dongliang had an accident.

However, there was no delay. Although Qi Dongliang had met his demise, Su Fan could still take over the tools he had ordered.

At this moment, Wang Fei, limp on the sofa, really wanted to spit out what was in her mouth.

Although she had tasted it more than once before, this time it was too much, making her feel very uncomfortable.

But in the end, she was unable to spit it out and had to swallow it reluctantly.

In public, Su Fan treated her as a friend, and in private, he treated her like a bitch—that was the greatest dignity Su Fan gave her.

Moreover, the prospects for Su Fan's company were clearly set to overpower Baiwei Group in all aspects.

In the future, Su Fan would provide her with an affluent life that ninety-nine percent of the women in the world could not enjoy.

In such circumstances, it seemed she was unable to refuse any of Su Fan's demands.