If it were just Bai Yusha who had come alone, Li Qianfan could have understood, since they had already been intimate. But Bai Yusha arriving with Ye Qing, especially in the middle of the night, clearly indicated that something was amiss.
"Xiao Fan, are you home alone?"
Bai Yusha gazed at Li Qianfan with a seductive look, his bare back and well-defined muscles fully exposed to the air. Seeing this, she swallowed hard, looking quite like a wolf in heat.
"Yeah, just me." Li Qianfan responded.
Upon hearing his words, Bai Yusha hesitated not, plunging into Li Qianfan's arms. Her soft hands gently caressing his muscles, she eagerly said, "You little rascal, I've almost missed you to death—tonight, we must fight a good battle."
"Uh—"
Hearing this, Li Qianfan was taken aback, instinctively casting a glance at Ye Qing nearby.