Yang Fan and Ye Tong slept in the same bed, and they had done almost everything that needed to be done.
But there was one last thing left undone.
Even though the agreed day was just around the corner, the sister-in-law still stuck to her principles or, shall we say, the reason she had made peace with, and had not let Yang Fan taste her unique charm.
Although they hadn't gone through with that final act, they had tried quite a few positions.
At the end, they even managed the tricky sixty-nine position, which required some familiarity to pull off.
The outside light was brilliant, and even though summer was almost at its end, the heat was still intense.
The sister-in-law sneaked off to take a shower, and Yang Fan, enamored, sniffed the fragrance lingering on her bed before he also got up.
Her bed was indeed more comfortable than his.
Wei Juan had gone to work, and Little Mother was nowhere to be found; the yard was quiet.
