After realizing his gaffe, Li Qianfan immediately covered his mouth, his eyes full of embarrassment as he looked at Yu Xian.
Big and round??
Yu Xian was no fool; she instantly understood the implication behind Li Qianfan's words. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she twisted his arm fiercely and said, "You shameless thing, how dare you ogle my mom's butt in front of me."
"Ouch, ouch, that really hurts!"
Such strength was merely a tickle to Li Qianfan, a cultivator, but he still exaggerated his reaction, howling in mock agony.
"Enough, stop pretending, I barely used any strength."
Yu Xian rolled her eyes at Li Qianfan.
"Hehe." Li Qianfan rubbed the spot where Yu Xian had twisted and said with a cheeky grin, "Sister Xian, you can't blame me, can you? Your mother is so beautiful. If you hadn't told me she was your mother, I would've thought she was your sister—gorgeous figure, well-maintained skin, how does she do it?"