"Uh..."
Upon hearing these words, Mu Yuhe felt a stir in her heart, her pretty face flushed red. She looked down at her own body and couldn't believe that at her age, she still possessed such a strong attraction for Li Qianfan. For a moment, in addition to feeling shy, she also felt a little delighted.
A few seconds later, Mu Yuhe shyly asked, "Xiao Fan, do I really tempt you this much?"
"Of course!"
Li Qianfan, with a pained expression, said, "Auntie, you're so beautiful and sexy, it's not just me—I bet you could fatally tempt all the men in the world, especially with your figure, which is the best I've seen!"
Of course, Li Qianfan's words were slightly exaggerated, since he had been with too many women.
Some of these women had better figures than Mu Yuhe.
But women like to hear compliments, and naturally, Li Qianfan was willing to flatter the woman before him.
