Qin Chuan forced a bitter smile, wishing he could dig a hole and disappear on the spot.
Normally, he shouldn't be this lacking in self-control.
He wasn't sure if it was because he had tasted the pleasures of a woman, or if it was the pent-up energy of a twenty-year-old dragon being overly vigorous.
Or perhaps, he indeed harbored some sort of desire for Ye Wenxi's body.
In any case, it was definitely making its presence known.
It was a bit uncontrollable.
"Let's leave quickly, I'm afraid the people from the Red Dragon Association might come back," Su Qian walked over to remind.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wenxi quickly used her small hand to discreetly adjust the position of Qin Chuan's "dragon," then casually said, "Brother Qin Chuan, let's leave quickly."
Qin Chuan nodded.
This place indeed wasn't suitable for staying long.
Although he had just floored Hui Shao's men, there was no guarantee they wouldn't call for more reinforcements.
It's hard for two fists to fight four hands, especially with two women around, it wasn't easy for him to maneuver.
So, it was best to leave this place of trouble.
"Qin Chuan, are you injured?"
Just as the three of them were getting ready to hail a cab and leave, Su Qian suddenly noticed a bit of blood oozing from Qin Chuan's waist.
"It's nothing, just a minor scratch," Qin Chuan waved it off, indicating it was nothing serious.
"Let's treat it anyway, I live nearby," Su Qian suggested.
Qin Chuan was about to refuse, but Ye Wenxi, fearing that Ye Qingmei would worry if she saw, also recommended Qin Chuan to treat his wound first.
Hearing that it might make his stepmother worry, Qin Chuan didn't refuse again.
Soon, the three of them arrived at Su Qian's place.
It was a small apartment that Su Qian's parents had bought especially for her to make commuting to school convenient.
However, she usually stayed in the dormitory and only came over for weekends.
Since she lived alone, it was quite casual.
As soon as they entered, Qin Chuan saw a set of sexy nightwear and a thong lying on the sofa.
Su Qian smiled awkwardly and quickly ran over to put away the items.
"You guys sit first, I'll find the first aid kit," Su Qian said.
Qin Chuan nodded and sat on the sofa.
But as soon as he sat down, he felt something poking his bottom.
Moreover, there seemed to be a 'buzzing' sound, like something was vibrating.
Qin Chuan froze for a moment and instinctively took out the thing poking him.
It was a pink, thumb-sized toy vibrating continuously in his hand.
What is this?
Why is it vibrating?
Qin Chuan hadn't figured it out yet, but Ye Wenxi, beside him, blushed instantly upon seeing it, and quickly snatched the toy from his hand.
"Su Qian, that little flirt, this kind of thing shouldn't be left on the sofa," Ye Wenxi spat.
"Wenxi, what's this?" Qin Chuan asked, curious.
"A... a love egg," Ye Wenxi replied shyly, struggling to say it.
"What's a love egg?" Qin Chuan asked, puzzled.
Having lived in the countryside for years, he wasn't familiar with these things. Even when browsing the internet, he wouldn't specifically look them up.
Although these things often appeared in certain films.
But in truth, Qin Chuan hadn't watched much.
Firstly, because it was embarrassing, and secondly, because he didn't have the means to be frequently online.
This meant he could count the number of such films he had seen on one hand, just two or three at most.
"It's... it's something that...can make girls happy," Ye Wenxi explained, even more embarrassingly.
"Oh."
Qin Chuan nodded, half-understanding.
At this time, Su Qian came out with the first aid kit and instantly noticed her little toy in Ye Wenxi's hands.
But instead of being embarrassed or angry, Su Qian teased Ye Wenxi: "Claim yourself a virgin, yet you seem eager to play with my toy, aren't you?"
"Get lost."
Ye Wenxi blushed, spat at Su Qian, and threw the toy back at her: "You leave this kind of stuff lying around, no shame."
"What era are we in now? Besides, we're adults, what's there to fear?"
Su Qian remarked unrestrained.
Listening to their conversation, anyone, even a fool, should understand what kind of toy Su Qian was holding.
Qin Chuan couldn't help but blush as well.
This Su Qian, in public and in private, was like two different people.
On the surface, a gentle lady.
But privately, so open.
This really overturned Qin Chuan's understanding.
Su Qian put away her little toy and then said to Qin Chuan: "Brother Qin Chuan, take off your clothes, I'll disinfect your wound."
For some reason, Ye Wenxi felt a pang of jealousy when she heard Su Qian call him Brother Qin Chuan.
"He's my brother, I'll do it,"
Ye Wenxi pouted and snatched the cotton swab and hydrogen peroxide from Su Qian's hands.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Su Qian scorned: "Someone told me they'd never call Qin Chuan brother in their lifetime, and look now, getting jealous, isn't it embarrassing?"
"He's my brother, I'll call him whatever I want, none of your business."
With that, Ye Wenxi smugly called out: "Brother Qin Chuan, Brother Qin Chuan, Brother Qin Chuan... driving you bonkers, you little flirt."
At this moment, Ye Wenxi was like a jealous child, constantly provoking Su Qian.
Su Qian didn't hold back either, she sat right next to Qin Chuan and wrapped his arm in her chest.
Not only that, but she also deliberately rubbed Qin Chuan's arm with her well-developed bosom, responding to Ye Wenxi's provocation: "You two aren't even blood-related, he can be your Brother Qin Chuan and my Brother Qin Chuan too."
Seeing this scene, Ye Wenxi seemed to have been struck by jealousy and looped Qin Chuan's other arm in her chest as well.
At this moment, Qin Chuan didn't know whether to be happy or troubled.
But, to be honest, city girls do develop better than village girls.
Perhaps it's a nutritional thing.
Whether it's Ye Wenxi or Su Qian, they're well endowed, nearly impossible for Qin Chuan to grasp completely.
Qin Chuan was stirred into a state of disarray, his "dragon" promptly perking up.
Su Qian was the first to notice, staring at the tent in Qin Chuan's pants, she couldn't help but gulp.
Xixi wasn't lying.
Qin Chuan was indeed well-endowed.
Not to mention width, just the length alone was enough to drive countless women crazy.
This included Su Qian herself.
Facing Ye Wenxi's provocation, Su Qian's lips curled into a playful smile.
"Xixi, being a sister isn't just about that, a kind of sister you can't be."
With those words, Su Qian's little hand reached for Qin Chuan's crotch, gently stroking him through his shorts: "This kind of sister, I can be, can you?"
"Su Qian, you little flirt, let go!"
Ye Wenxi's jealousy overflowed, determined to prove she was a better sister for Qin Chuan, she boldly slipped her hand into Qin Chuan's shorts: "Whatever kind of sister Brother Qin Chuan wants, I can be that for him!"