When a girl was most touched, it was actually very easy to push her down.
Don't ask how Ye Feng knew.
He noticed that Cheng Fei'er did not resist too much, which was tantamount to a tacit agreement. He suddenly became bolder and slowly placed his other hand on her thigh.
"Don't…"
Cheng Fei'er finally began to resist, but her voice revealed a hint of reluctance.
How could Ye Feng endure it? He immediately pounced forward.
"Oh…"
An unprecedented numbness immediately swept through her entire body. Cheng Fei'er subconsciously wanted to resist, but for some reason, her body suddenly could not muster any strength, or she did not want to.
After all, Ye Feng was an experienced person. He was able to make her coquettish with just his hands.
The fire was almost ready, and the rice could be cooked.
An ear-piercing ringtone suddenly rang, waking the two of them up from their daze.