"Do you want to touch them?" Qiao Ya was tempted.
"Want!" Ye Fei blurted out, then quickly shook his hands and said, "No, I don't."
"Really don't want to?" Qiao Ya asked with a half-smile.
"Really, you're my mother-in-law. In my heart, I respect you just like I respect my own mom. How could I dare to have any improper thoughts about you?" Ye Fei said earnestly, but his actions of swallowing saliva and constantly stealing glances at her didn't escape Qiao Ya's notice.
Coupled with his earlier drunken words, it only reinforced her belief that he had the desire but lacked the courage.
This, however, only excited Qiao Ya more. After her dark turn, she wanted to thoroughly play with this son-in-law. If Ye Fei had pounced at the slightest provocation, she would only get physical pleasure, but where would be the fun of "playing" with a man?
