Huang Yingying's voice sounded bashful, "I know, I'm very distressed too. I'll come back earlier this weekend."
Only after hanging up the phone did Zhou Xinlan remove her hand from her mouth and let out a long sigh.
"Little Aunt, you're pretty good at acting just now," Lin Tian said with a chuckle.
Zhou Xinlan glared at Lin Tian with annoyance and snapped, "You actually lied to Yingying, that's too much."
"Aren't you also lying to her? Is this all my fault?" Lin Tian retorted.
"It's all your fault, all your fault..."
Zhou Xinlan became furiously shy and started to slap and hit Lin Tian.
But Lin Tian immediately pounced on her, rubbing back and forth on her beautiful legs with force.
"Don't come inside," Zhou Xinlan hurriedly reminded him.
"I know, Little Aunt. Just stop talking."
Lin Tian held Zhou Xinlan tightly, constantly rubbing against her body.
After fifteen minutes, Lin Tian released everything he had, leaving Zhou Xinlan covered.
