Xu Yanche opened the door and looked at He Qing standing outside.
He was a little tempted.
Xu Yanche wiped away nonexistent drool. Fuck, what exactly is He Qing doing? Isn't this blatant seduction? Wuwuwu, my self-control is terrible.
"What are you trying to do dressed like that? Let me tell you, I won't forgive you. Though if it's seduction, I'll consider it."
[???? Aotian, do you remember you're livestreaming?]
[Ho ho ho ho, I get it. Aotian must have fought with his husband, and now his husband is here to seduce him...]
[Hehehe, Aotian, keep going. Don't remember that you're livestreaming, I want to hear the live version.]
[Aotian, I never expected you to be just as horny as me.]
Hearing his little wife say that, He Qing's face reddened slightly. Then, twisting his fingers awkwardly, he said, "I came to sleep with you."
Xu Yanche secretly reached out and touched He Qing's abs.
When he saw that He Qing did not resist, he was delighted.
Excited.
"Seeing how sincere you are, come in."
[He's all washed up and delivered himself to my door. I'd be an idiot to refuse.]
Xu Yanche flopped back onto the bed, picked up his phone, and played his game. "You sleep first. Once I finish opening the remaining treasure chests, I'll favor you."
He Qing climbed into the covers.
He reached out and pulled Xu Yanche, who was beside him, into his arms.
...So well-behaved.
Xu Yanche caught sight of the lit-up phone screen from the corner of his eye.
His previously groggy mind instantly cleared.
"Fuck, Old He, get off me! Damn it, I'm still livestreaming."
He Qing was directly flipped onto the bed by Xu Yanche's brute force.
Then he watched his little wife crawl toward the phone,