Chen Xiaolong stood awkwardly in place, unable to move forward or retreat.
What was even more critical was the rush of heat surging below him, slowly becoming noticeable, and very obviously so.
The two Song Qians in front of him could see everything very clearly. Qiu Xiaofang wasn't too bothered and her beautiful eyes shone with a bit of surprise, even looking as though she wanted to silently observe up close.
But Song Qian's face turned red, obviously much thinner-skinned than Qiu Xiaofang, who was more of an old hand at this.
"Xiaolong, you're quite well-endowed, huh? Worthy of someone I have my eye on, tsk tsk, Mama likes them big like yours. Even if I have to sleep with someone, it's only worth it with someone big like you. Otherwise, it's too much of a loss, ending everything before feeling anything."
Qiu Xiaofang grinned and slowly moved closer, almost sticking up right in front of Chen Xiaolong.
"Fang, Sister Fang."
