Chapter 3008

"Get lost, you can't get ivory out of a dog's mouth!" Tong Lan looked at Zhao Desan's lecherous expression, couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, and scolded him with a hint of bashfulness.

Seeing Tong Lan's shy appearance, Zhao Desan smirked and said, "If I can't get ivory out, I'll just make it happen, heh…" As he spoke, he reached a large hand into the opening of her T-shirt. In truth, he had already been unable to hold back for a while; he knew that every time he saw Tong Lan's beauty, he wanted her, and especially whenever he recalled their first time, he felt exceptionally excited.

Tong Lan shot Zhao Desan a fierce glare, then leaned into his embrace half-willingly, letting that large hand roam wantonly within the space of her chest…

"Be gentle, don't act like a starving wolf." Tong Lan looked at Zhao Desan's impatient demeanor, thinking that since she couldn't escape anyway, she might as well mock him a bit—perhaps it was out of a sense of jealousy that Tong Lan felt this way.

Zhao Desan was indeed influenced by Tong Lan and immediately reduced his force. This seemed to be an instinct of his; the more he liked someone, the more he felt a sense of cherishing them, and thus, his actions became somewhat controlled by Tong Lan.

"Is this better?" Zhao Desan reduced his force and even foolishly asked this.

"Mm, it would be even better if you didn't just keep circling around one side," Tong Lan said, almost biting her lip to suppress a smile. After all, she was a mature woman over thirty, and her craving for sex was no less than Zhao Desan's.

"Heh… alright then…" Zhao Desan was truly obedient; he smirked and immediately switched to the other hand, using a light touch.

"Mm…" This 'mm' from Tong Lan had a deliberate quality to it. She then smiled and said, "You big idiot, what is that stinky mouth of yours doing just sitting there idle?"

Zhao Desan stopped his movements abruptly and stared blankly at Tong Lan, as if asking, *Is that allowed? *

Tong Lan smiled and pushed Zhao Desan away, then nimbly stepped back, began to slowly pull down her white T-shirt, and turned her body around, offering her back to Zhao Desan.

Zhao Desan held out both hands, hesitating for a moment as if waiting for Tong Lan's instructions, wearing a wicked grin and remaining motionless.

"Fool, what are you standing there for?" Tong Lan turned her head and said dismissively.

"Oh, right, right, hehe…" Zhao Desan seemed to wake up, hurriedly reaching out to unhook the clasp behind Tong Lan. Immediately after, Tong Lan spun around and dove into Zhao Desan's arms.

Zhao Desan was somewhat dazed by Tong Lan's teasing. Holding the beautiful young woman with classical temperament in his arms, his hands touching her smooth, fair jade-like back, Zhao Desan felt an indescribable impulse. Thus, he subconsciously reached out with one hand to seek the two large, soft mounds on Tong Lan's chest, but because Tong Lan was pressed tightly against his chest, he couldn't reach them. This feeling of wanting something but being unable to get it made Zhao Desan feel an unbearable itch all over.

In his desperation, since he couldn't touch what he needed, his wandering hand took advantage of the situation and slid down along Tong Lan's black miniskirt, pressing his large hand firmly against her round, plump buttocks.

"Pervert… you stinky pervert…" Tong Lan looked at Zhao Desan with a smile and murmured.

"Mm, you got that right. Actually, I've been a pervert for a long time, not just now, hehe…" Zhao Desan also joked.

"Mm, since you've already been a pervert, don't be so rushed." Tong Lan reached behind her back, grabbed Zhao Desan's large hand, and pulled it back, then continued, "Let Big Sister serve you, you pervert."

"You first…" Before Zhao Desan could finish his sentence, Tong Lan's hand had already reached down toward his lower body.

"Ouch…" The corners of Zhao Desan's mouth curled up, followed by a series of onomatopoeic sounds: "Ouch… ah… oh…"

"Why are you so tense? Relax a little…" Tong Lan said as she unbuckled Zhao Desan's belt.

Although Zhao Desan had been with many women, this was his first time having a beautiful young woman serve him so proactively. He felt somewhat flattered, and for a moment, he cast everything else to the back of his mind… that god-like feeling made him lose himself.

"Ouch, look at this little bird of yours; it doesn't seem to have grown up yet?" Tong Lan exclaimed after taking off his pants and seeing his 'big bird' that hadn't fully awakened yet.

"What?" Zhao Desan had never expected that someone would call his 'little bird' a little bird.