At this moment, Long Shilin lowered her stance as far as it could go in order to coax Qin Jiuge aboard.
She blinked, and Chris beside her swiftly joined in as well. Her soft, syrupy tone was indeed lethally effective.
"That's right, my lord, we're all family. Who could we possibly harm here? Could we harm you, my lord?
"Don't think so badly of us, all right?
"We've always shared in your glory and your losses, my lord."
At that moment, the two little seductresses continued to display another side of themselves—wild and terrifying.
Qin Jiuge saw it and immediately wanted to refuse.
Yet after waiting for quite a while, he could not utter a single word. Every inch of him seemed utterly tempted.
"All right, all right, all right."
Qin Jiuge waved his hand and put on a look of compromise, but before long, he truly assumed that crafty, sly demeanor.
The people before him had given him such high praise.
If he, Qin Jiuge, did not properly heed their words, would his reputation not suffer for nothing?
Qin Jiuge was absolutely not someone willing to take a loss.
"But only one of you can come.
"After all, your husband here is running out of steam. Since several sisters just came before, how could I possibly attend to so many?
"To be honest, even one person would require your man here to give it his all. Otherwise, I ought to be recuperating right now."
At that moment, Qin Jiuge let out a soft, long sigh, revealing the tender side hidden in a man's heart. This move of his was called killing three birds with one stone—a textbook sowing of discord.
He wanted to see just how deep the sisterly bond between Long Shilin and Chris truly ran. Right now,