Jian Shichu burst into laughter, holding her hand, "You're quite realistic. So Xiao Yan, who became your cousin's husband, is different from the Xiao Yan from before?"
"Of course," Ye Qingci placed her other hand on Jian Shichu's chest over his heart, "You see, people's hearts are originally tilted, so don't blame me for playing favorites."
"Oh? Let me see…" Jian Shichu reached out and cupped her fullness, "Is it tilted over here?"
Ye Qingci: "…Get lost!"
Ye Qingci hurriedly swatted his hand away and shot him a fierce glare.
There were people in the car, yet he was blatantly acting like a ruffian. Seventh Master Jian's skin was truly growing thicker by the day.
Jian Shichu laughed heartily and rubbed her head, "So, does this mean Ah Shun will fall out of favor with you in the future? You're going to side with Ah Yan now?"
