The night breeze rustled, and the Queen Mother looked utterly miserable. Today had been far too depressing. Why did everything have to turn into a trap? She shot Qin Fen a fierce glare, her face so red it looked ready to drip. Little Bean, sprawled nearby, stared at her strangely, completely bewildered and inwardly distressed. This is the fucking Queen Mother? Are you kidding me? How can she be this wild? What a thrill!
Shorty was descended from divine beasts. Though not human, Shorty still stuck out a tongue and gave the Queen Mother a piercing look. Needless to say, Qin Fen stood there with his mouth wide open, utterly stunned, asking himself over and over, Is this an invitation, an invitation, or an invitation?
As the saying went, just when the road seemed to end, a new path opened up. Qin Fen suddenly realized he had gained something unexpected today. You're asking so insistently, and you're a woman. You've already said something like that. If I don't respond, can I still call myself a man? If I remain unmoved even now, wouldn't that crush your enthusiasm? A request like this only comes once in a hundred years.
Qin Fen felt terribly awkward. He sat down on the bed and gave the Queen Mother a strange look, an unusual smile appearing on his face.
Holy shit! The Queen Mother looked at Little Bean, then at Qin Fen. Suddenly, she saw Big Chef pat the bed with his hand, and her whole world fell apart! Her face grew redder and redder, until it was almost purple.
"I'm going to bed!" the Queen Mother said in mortified frustration, hurrying toward the door. The panic she felt at that moment was something she had never experienced in her life. The mistress of Kunlun