"See you tonight!"
As he looked at Shu Feifei slumped on the couch, Lin Fan smiled and kissed her delicate cheek.
Even though he knew she was forty-two years old, such close contact didn't reveal the slightest sign of aging on her skin that one would expect from a woman her age. Her tender skin, slender figure, and breathless pleas made her look more like a woman in her twenties.
"You must come tonight..."
Holding Lin Fan's hand, Shu Feifei seemed reluctant to let go even though he'd brought her to climax five or six times that afternoon, and her longing for him was only growing stronger.
"Don't worry, I'll pamper you thoroughly again tonight."
Touching Shu Feifei's flushed cheek and seeing the white fluid still seeping from that barren spot, Lin Fan stuffed the entrance with a tissue, dressed, and headed out. It wasn't that he was heartless after detaching; it was simply time to meet and collect some money.
"Damn little nemesis... I must have owed him a lot in my last life."
