"Ah? Why?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Chuan felt his whole body tighten, and an image of Ye Wenxi kneeling in front of him, mouth wide open, involuntarily appeared in his mind.

For a moment, he even felt as though he was more moved.

"Qianqian said it's all protein, it can be good for the skin."

Ye Wenxi gave a charming smile, then her small mouth worked even harder.

Hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, but at the same time, he was also very moved.

In order not to let him suffer, Ye Wenxi was willing to help him with her mouth and even willing to swallow.

Such a good sister, how could he bear to let her get hurt?

Qin Chuan secretly vowed in his heart to protect his sister and Aunt Mei, ensuring that what happened at the flower shop never happened again.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan suddenly realized that when he came in earlier, he was in such a hurry that the door was still open.

"Xixi, how about we close the door first?"

Qin Chuan said somewhat guiltily.

If his stepmother came looking for Ye Wenxi at this moment, it would be a big trouble.

"No need to close it, let them see if they see."

Ye Wenxi didn't care, and her tone even had a bit of a sulkiness in it.

If mom shows up at this time, even better.

Then she can know that Brother Xiaochuan is my man now.

"What if Aunt Mei..." Qin Chuan felt a bit embarrassed.

"I'm not afraid, so why should you be?"

Ye Wenxi pouted, and then, as if in defiance, took a deep breath and continued, "Brother Xiaochuan and I have no blood relation, nor any legal relation. I don't want you as my brother, I want you as my man."

After saying that, Ye Wenxi's movements became bigger, even deliberately making noises.

Suddenly, the sound like eating an ice cream floated out from Ye Wenxi's room.

Unaware, at the other side of the door, stepmother Ye Qingmei leaned against the wall, hand covering her chest, with a complex expression on her face.

Right beside her was Ye Wenxi's room door.

The conversation between the two had just landed word for word in her ears.

She originally wanted to have a talk with her daughter, but just as she approached, she saw Qin Chuan hurriedly enter her daughter's room.

She thought something had happened to her daughter, but unexpectedly, it was such a scene.

Listening to her daughter's heartfelt confession, she felt very guilty inside.

She felt she had been too selfish, not taking care of her daughter's emotions.

Yet, at this moment, another voice emerged in her heart.

This voice told her that she was the one who liked Qin Chuan first, and her daughter was the one who took her man away.

Stepmother didn't know why such an absurd thought appeared in her mind.

Even though she was over ten years older than Qin Chuan, she still couldn't forget him, even harboring the absurd idea of wanting to be his woman.

A thick sense of immorality filled the stepmother's mind.

But the seductive sounds echoing in her ear were corroding her sanity.

She was even worried about whether her inexperienced daughter, just with her mouth, could help Qin Chuan.

If Qin Chuan couldn't be satisfied, it would surely harm his body.

As his elder, should she help him?

Absurd thoughts and a strong sense of immorality clashed fiercely in the stepmother's mind.

She didn't even realize that upon discovering such a matter, her first thought wasn't to leave but to stay and eavesdrop.

Time passed by slowly, and the stepmother, as if oblivious to the passage of time, kept standing quietly at the door.

Until a voice from her daughter came from inside.

"Brother Xiaochuan, um~~~ too~~~ cough cough cough..."

Just across the wall, Ye Wenxi began coughing violently, her face turning a bit red from choking, her little hands clasped together below her chin, in a gesture of holding water.

"I'm, I'm sorry..."

Qin Chuan was a bit flustered, quickly fetching tissue to help her wipe.

Just now, in his excitement, he had unconsciously pressed down on Ye Wenxi's head, thrusting fiercely.

As a result, this somewhat forceful action choked Ye Wenxi badly, bringing tears to her eyes.

After catching her breath, Ye Wenxi glared at Qin Chuan accusingly, but she wasn't truly angry.

Then, she even glanced at the liquid she had just spit out from her mouth, now held in her hands.

After hesitating for a moment, she swallowed it back in.

Due to the large amount, her little mouth was stuffed full, like a squirrel with its mouth packed full of walnuts, bulging.

She frowned, looking somewhat in pain.

Qin Chuan felt a bit distressed, quickly handing over tissue, wanting her to spit it out.

But she shook her head, then with a move of her throat, struggled and forced it down.

"Brother Xiaochuan's, I'm willing to eat it."

Ye Wenxi said stubbornly.

Qin Chuan looked at her, feeling very distressed.

"There's still a little more here, I want to finish it all."

Before Qin Chuan could react, Ye Wenxi once again started a new round of service.

Only after cleaning Qin Chuan thoroughly did she reluctantly lick her lips: "Delicious, I want more next time."

Qin Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly at her words, then gently wiped her with tissues.

Ye Wenxi reminded Qin Chuan to wash up, also stating, "I want to sleep hugging Brother Xiaochuan tonight."

Qin Chuan nodded, then prepared to go wash up.

But just as he walked out the door, he suddenly noticed a movement from the direction of the living room.

He couldn't help but walk over, taking a glance, but saw nothing out of place.

"Is it my imagination?"

Qin Chuan scratched his head in confusion, but didn't think much of it, heading straight into the bathroom to wash.

Once Qin Chuan had gone into the bathroom, stepmother Ye Qingmei's silhouette slowly rose from behind the living room couch and quietly tiptoed back to her room.

That night, Qin Chuan slept in Ye Wenxi's room.

When he woke up in the morning, he found Ye Wenxi clinging to him like a sloth, sleeping soundly.

Qin Chuan didn't wake her, carefully leaving the bed, then hurried back to his own room, pretending as if he had just awoken there, walking out.

He then realized his actions might've been redundant.

Because his stepmother had already gone to the flower shop.

Qin Chuan glanced at the time, it was only seven thirty in the morning, quite different from his stepmother'susual departure time.

But he didn't think much of it, assuming she went early to handle the flower shop renovations.

After eating the breakfast prepared by his stepmother, Qin Chuan prepared to go to the flower shop to see if there was any way he could help.

He also left a message for Ye Wenxi before leaving.

Arriving at the flower shop, not only did he see his busy stepmother, but also Luo Yi who had come to help.

It had been a few days since Qin Chuan and Luo Yi last met.

The last time was on the first day of school.

"Aunt Mei, Aunt Yi, good morning, I'm here to see if there's anything I can help with."

Qin Chuan quickly started helping move some of the miscellaneous items.

"Look at this child, there are workers here, what are you bustling around for?"

After a while, Luo Yi came over with a pack of tissues, pulled one out, and wiped the sweat from Qin Chuan's forehead.

Today, Luo Yi was wearing a white tight lace top and a white pencil skirt, displaying her voluptuous figure perfectly.

The workers busy nearby couldn't help but sneak glances every now and then.

However, feeling the strong aura emanating from Luo Yi, they quickly averted their gazes, not daring to ogle too much.

As for Qin Chuan, being so close and standing a whole head taller than Luo Yi,

with a downward view, he could easily see Luo Yi's ample cleavage and deep neckline.

For a moment, Qin Chuan couldn't help but swallow.

"Little perv."

Luo Yi playfully tapped his head, instead of pulling away, she leaned in closer, pressing her full chest against Qin Chuan.

She said while squeezing, "Oh my, your face is all dirty, let Aunt Yi help you wipe it."

"Hmm?"

Qin Chuan was taken aback.

Why did that sound a bit off?

Shouldn't it be help?

Why did it sound like she was saying let?

No way!

Did Aunt Yi just say wipe, or... pierce?

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