Petite and nimble feet, just like Ye Wenxi herself—mischievous and playful.
And Ye Wenxi seemed to have fallen in love with this clandestine affair-like feeling; her smile never left her lips throughout the meal.
Seizing the moment when her stepmother went to wash the dishes, she eagerly straddled Qin Chuan, her agile tongue hungrily seeking more.
Qin Chuan could tell she really loved kissing.
And Qin Chuan himself was somewhat lost in her fragrant tongue.
He even fantasized about that nimble little tongue licking his mighty dragon.
Just the thought of it made his blood boil, unable to resist.
This anticipation made him long for time to pass quickly, or for the stepmother to go to bed soon.
After showering, Qin Chuan returned to his room, passing time with cultivation, quietly awaiting Ye Wenxi's arrival.
Surprisingly, after a while, he received a message from Ye Wenxi on his phone.
"Brother Qin Chuan, mom insists on sleeping with me tonight, I can't escape."
Alright then.
