Ye Qiu sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the already bright sky outside the window.
After a while, he heard the sound of a door opening, and soon saw Ye Xiong leading a seductive and charming woman out.
Ye Qiu glanced over and saw the woman in sexy black stockings, a leather skirt that only reached her thighs, a lace short-sleeved top with a leather jacket draped over it, and quickly averted his gaze.
Even as he looked away, his mind was still filled with the image of the woman's impressive chest under the lace short sleeves, making Ye Qiu wonder, "Isn't it tiring for her to be that big?"
At this moment, Ye Xiong looked at Ye Qiu, then said to the woman, "Hua Hua, you go home first, I need to talk with my son."
"Oh, that's your son?" The woman named Hua Hua, startled by Ye Xiong's words, ran over to Ye Qiu with a coquettish face laden with heavy makeup.
