"Ah? This, this, this..."
Qin Chuan's face visibly tensed up. For some reason, he really wanted to find a hole to hide in right now.
"If I say it was stirred up by you, would you believe me?" Qin Chuan's old face turned red as he gave a reason even he didn't believe.
"Hmph!"
Ye Wenxi raised her chin, revealing a swan-like neck, her small mouth pouting at the ceiling: "When you were hard, I was still hiding in the wardrobe. There's no way it was that fast; you must have been stirred up by Mom."
"I'm not, I wasn't, don't talk nonsense."
Qin Chuan quickly denied it. How could he possibly admit to such an embarrassing thing?
"Bad brother."
Ye Wenxi feigned anger and spat at Qin Chuan.
But then she hugged Qin Chuan tightly, whispering softly in his ear: "I'm not blaming you, Brother Chuan, why are you so nervous? Are you really craving Mom's body?"
"Hiss!!!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan felt his scalp tingle and hurriedly said against his conscience: "No... no, I'm not."
