"Silly boy, do you think you understand a woman's mind better than I do?" Yan chuckled with her mouth pursed.
This time, Ye Chen's brain worked exceptionally fast. He looked at Yan with a smile, beaming as he said, "Then... Yan, do you need it more than Ruo does?"
"You cheeky!" Yan reached out to tap Ye Chen. However, Ye Chen dodged Yan's move. Yan twisted her ankle, and her whole body lunged toward Ye Chen. Startled, Ye Chen feared Yan might fall, so without a second thought, he caught Yan in his arms, and his hands inadvertently cupped her proud, full chest. Yan let out a light moan and then lay softly in Ye Chen's embrace.
