"Beautiful women, they are nothing but trouble!"
While having breakfast, Xia Shiyi glanced at the injury on my forehead and humphed.
There was a mix of pity and reproach in her demeanor, and beneath the table, a radiant foot was propped up on my leg, rubbing against my Great General, stimulating me into constant expansion.
"At least the injury isn't serious!"
Aunt Lin laughed and gave me a sideways glance.
Brother Haoyang wasn't there, having left early in the morning, so it was just the three of us at home again.
I peeled a boiled egg, took a bite, and looked around.
Today was the weekend and Sister Shiyi hadn't dressed up, just wearing a T-shirt, with her hair casually draped, but she still looked breathtakingly beautiful, making me look over and over again, never able to get enough.
And then there was Aunt Lin, carefully dolled up in a blue figure-hugging dress, ravishing and sexy, enough to captivate anyone.