"Just let me and Qingrou... enter the ancestral house, that's enough," Su Chen said, his words somewhat slurred.
His mind really was swayed. Qiu Su was a sprite—the kind that could make one's head spin. She was so close, and he had to be very certain of his resolve; otherwise, he would have been dazzled, maybe even lost his composure, right?
Even so, he bit his tongue, using the pain to remind himself to stay alert.
"Okay, now, sister will take you and little sister Qingrou to the ancestral house." The next moment, Qiu Su let go of Su Chen, giving him a white-eyed glance that seemed to reproach him for not responding warmly to her advances just now.
"Huff huff huff..." Su Chen took deep breaths and hurriedly stepped back twice, retreating to Yu Qingrou's side.
"Giggle, Su Chen, you have good concentration," Yu Qingrou teased, but she too was charming and alluring to the extreme.
