Liu Chen held Qin Lu, slowly exploring over her body.
At this moment, Uncle Yin was sitting in the dining room eating, he didn't hesitate to rummage through the fridge to find some simple ingredients, and made himself a dish that seemed pretty decent.
Seeing Liu Chen coming downstairs, Uncle Yin smiled without saying a word.
Liu Chen said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
As Uncle Yin ate, he replied, "Now I'm feeling a bit of regret."
"Regret? Regret what?" Liu Chen grabbed an iced fruit from the fridge, casually washed it, took a bite, then sat down on the sofa, and heard Uncle Yin say, "Just coming back, I think I probably shouldn't have come here with you guys."
"Why?" Uncle Yin's words hinted at something, but Liu Chen didn't catch on.
Uncle Yin put a mouthful of fried rice in his mouth and chewed, smiling, "I should've left you two some private space, huh? I'm such a killjoy, unwittingly becoming the third wheel."
