As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Chuan's old face turned red.
He hadn't expected that even the slightest sound made by his stepmother Ye Qingmei would be heard by Su Qian.
Su Qian's little ears were almost sharper than a fox's.
"She reminded me to be quieter right when she was leaving, but you made me feel so good, I couldn't help it."
Ye Wenxi looked pitifully at Qin Chuan, and then disdainfully said, "That little minx Qianqian, she's probably already using her hands. Once I fall asleep, you can go over there."
Qin Chuan heard this and smiled wryly, feeling a bit sympathetic toward Su Qian.
"Moreover..."
Ye Wenxi changed her tone and lightly tapped Qin Chuan's thing with her delicate fingers: "Little cutie looks uncomfortable again."
Qin Chuan looked down, and his old face blushed even more.
"Brother Xiao Chuan, in the words of the ancients, you're a beast. No, not even a beast can compare to you, huh!"
