Thinking back earlier, she called Ye Qingfeng 'little brother'.
The words she said.
Both ashamed and angry.
Her body naturally went soft and boneless.
Fortunately, Ye Qingfeng was quick and caught Song Yu's slender waist.
With his other hand, he held onto her long, beautiful leg.
One must admit, Song Yu's beautiful legs, beautiful as they are, felt even more soft and smooth to touch.
Simply exquisite legs.
No wonder, when Hong Qian and Luo Ling uttered those obscene words.
Their gazes were fixated on Song Yu's beautiful legs.
"Bastard, you... why didn't you say something earlier!"
Song Yu cursed resentfully.
"Say what? Tell you not to call me 'little brother'? Did you listen?"
Ye Qingfeng asked in return.
Meanwhile, he couldn't resist but to firmly stroke Song Yu's beautiful leg.
"Now do you know I'm not a 'little brother' anymore?"
Ye Qingfeng questioned.
"You... you... you, you're just a bastard."
Song Yu's face was flushed red.
