"Aunt Mei, is there any discomfort?"
Qin Chuan instinctively opened his eyes, thinking that perhaps he had pressed the wrong spot, causing discomfort to his stepmother.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, his stepmother's perfect chest was in full view.
Perkily round, even while lying down, one could imagine its perfection when standing upright.
And the rosy red atop those snowy peaks was so enticingly pink, making one unable to resist wanting a taste.
Gulp.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. The dragon beneath him seemed to awaken, standing tall and proud.
His stepmother, who had been lying sideways, seemed to notice his change, carefully turning her face towards him, only to see his distracted expression: "Little... Little Chuan, why... why did you open your eyes?"
With that, her cheeks flushed as she shyly used her lotus-like arms to cover her chest.
