But, Brother Qin Yu's lovely wives, aren't these titles a bit chaotic?
A little sister-in-law, isn't that the wife's younger sister?
Wouldn't the older sister get angry?
Also, a little senior sister and a master?
How could such identities... cry together on the same pole?
"Jiujiu, are you okay?"
Little Ling'Er looked at Tu Jiujiu with clear and beautiful eyes full of concern.
"Huh?"
Tu Jiujiu let out a small cry, only to realize something seemed off about her body as she listened to those sounds.
Her cheeks were burning hot, her breathing was a bit disordered, and the high-standing collar of her clothes was constantly heaving...
That feeling was indescribable in words, something she had never experienced before.
"I... I don't know either."
Tu Jiujiu was a bit flustered.
What's wrong with me, why am I like this?
"Did you eavesdrop on those sounds?"
Little Ling'Er lightly pursed her lips and asked.
"I, I..."
