Qin Chuan's old face turned red.
Although he had already been with two women, deep down, Qin Chuan was still just a country boy who had just come out of the village.
He hadn't seen much of the big world, so how could he withstand such teasing?
He wasn't immediately flustered into a reaction, but the mature charm exuded by Luo Yi still perpetually stimulated his nerves.
This inevitably reminded him of Luo Yi's lips and her exaggerated bosom.
Luo Yi's chest was the biggest he had seen so far.
Lying in bed, he could get a very clear sense of that scale.
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, feeling as if the air had suddenly become much warmer.
Facing Qin Chuan's reaction, the corners of Luo Yi's lips curled into a seductive arc, and she stared at Qin Chuan unwaveringly, without any reservation.
"Ahem... Luo Yi, come over and help me move these flowers."
Just then, his stepmother's voice suddenly rang out.
