Sun Zhe looked at Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan with a strange expression. "Say," he asked curiously, "why are you two so eager for my tadpoles?"
"Honestly, that stuff is disgusting even to me."
Ye Qiao suddenly grabbed his crotch, her eyes full of menace. "You stay out of it! What does a man like you know?"
"I'm just asking if you'll give them to us or not. If you don't, I'll get angry. And if I get angry, I'll ignore you!"
Sun Zhe shook his head, let out a long sigh, and flopped onto the bed. "Get on top and rock it yourself," he said. "I'm too lazy to move."
"If you can rock my little tadpoles out, then I'll admit you've got skills."
With that, he pulled Lin Yingchun over, had her sit on the bed, and used her soft, snow-white thighs as a pillow.
Ye Qiao glanced at Li Shiyan. "You first, or me?"
Li Shiyan looked at the large tent he was pitching and hesitated for a moment.
Ye Qiao waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, never mind. You don't have to answer. I'll go first."
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