Qiu and Diao Chan were having a blast, and it was obvious that Diao Chan was extremely happy.
Chu Hao snickered, "Baby Diao Chan, how will you thank your master?"
Diao Chan's oval face turned red, soft and tender as though it could squeeze out water. She hung her head low, almost burying it in her chest, and said, "Master, how would you like your servant to thank you?"
Chu Hao rubbed his hands together with an evil grin. "What if Master helps you massage your chest, huh?"
"You're so bad, Master." Diao Chan turned her head and ran away.
"Baby Diao Chan, don't run."
"Master, come chase me; if you catch me, you can massage my chest."
Qiu remained silent, closing its eyes and thinking, This is so dirty. Can't you consider my underage feelings?
「The next morning.」
Chu Hao woke up and opened the door, only to see a person standing at the doorway. He almost mistook them for an apparition.
Li Yin stood at the door with panda eyes.
