"What's wrong? Why is everyone staring at me? Is there something dirty on my face?"
Chen Mo touched his face and sat up from the bed, looking as though he knew perfectly well what was going on.
"What do you think?" Queen Medusa shot Chen Mo a rather fierce glare, then had a chair brought over and sat down opposite him. The women gathered around her on both sides, looking united against a common enemy.
Then Queen Medusa said, "Go on. Why did Ye Yiren ask to see you?"
"It was nothing. We just talked about Fang Yueya." Chen Mo suddenly pulled Xun Er, who was beside him, into his arms, and the two fell onto the bed.
But Xun Er shyly pushed Chen Mo away at that moment and returned to Queen Medusa's side.
She knew that she could not stand with Chen Mo right now.
That would mean becoming enemies with all the other women.
Xun Er did not want to incur her sisters' resentment.
Chen Mo rolled his eyes at Xun Er, then got up and wrapped his arms around Queen Medusa, lifting her into his embrace. The two fell onto the bed, and no matter how she resisted, he refused to let go.
To catch the bandits, first capture their leader.
As long as he subdued their ringleader first, everything afterward would be much easier.
This was the experience Chen Mo had accumulated over the years.
After following Chen Mo for so many years and bearing him children, Queen Medusa's figure had developed to an almost excessive degree.
Her hips were wider than her shoulders, and with Chen Mo pressing her beneath him, her skirt was pulled taut in that position, outlining a full-moon curve. It was generous and taut with tension, like magnificence ripened to