Nan pulled up her panties and followed Song Tian out of the car, looking at the bustling hospital, she said with a shy tone, "Song, I know you like that kind of thing..."
"Don't you like it, Nan?"
"I, I..."
Nan's face instantly turned crimson again; she wanted to say she didn't like it, but that intense feeling of embarrassment and stimulation made her feel like she couldn't stop even if she wanted to.
Seeing her shy demeanor, Song Tian couldn't help but grab her hand and say, "Nan, how about we do it right here?"
"What?"
Nan looked at the hospital entrance, bustling with people. Here? In front of all these people? The thought was so thrilling her legs went weak, and she almost fell to her knees.
Song Tian laughed and steadied her, "Alright, alright, I'm just teasing, we can't really do it here!"
Only then did Nan breathe a sigh of relief; she had almost lifted her skirt of her own accord just moments ago.