Little Aunt, Little Aunt, I'm Yingying's fiancé, not yours. Why are you keeping such a close eye on me!
Lin Tian shouted in his heart, but he didn't dare to mutter a word out loud.
Pretending to go to the bathroom, Lin Tian returned to his room.
Yang Xueqing called again to urge Lin Tian, who was extremely frustrated, "Sister Xueqing, let's just forget about tonight, okay? You go to bed early, and I promise to spend time with you properly tomorrow."
Yang Xueqing spoke with exasperation, "When Huang Yingying was around, you could sneak out at night, but now that she's gone to school, you suddenly can't get out of the house. It's really absurd!"
"Ah, I'm helpless too," Lin Tian replied with a wry smile.
Yang Xueqing huffed loudly before finally hanging up the phone.
Lin Tian tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Images of Yang Xueqing's attractive body kept surfacing in his mind, especially her firm, snow-white breasts and that glistening, delicate place below.
