Several minutes later.
Ye Tian's pants were no longer tented.
He walked out of the bedroom together with Song Ya.
Yang Chuan, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately stood up, his face full of apology, "Xiao Tian, it's so late, and you still rush over to give your Auntie Song acupuncture."
"It's really troublesome for you!"
Ye Tian felt very guilty, he waved his hand and said, "Uncle Yang, it's not troublesome at all!"
"I get along quite well with Auntie Song."
"Auntie Song is like an elder to me, which makes me feel very close."
Yang Chuan said with a smile, "Your Auntie Song is much tougher than me!"
"I've never heard anyone say she's approachable."
"You're the first person to describe her that way."
Song Ya's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold look as she glanced at Yang Chuan, "What do you mean by that?"
"Am I that frightening?"
Yang Chuan realized he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly added, "Wife, that's not what I meant."
