"Xiao Chuan, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ye Qingmei noticed Qin Chuan's strange expression and couldn't help but ask with concern.
"No, nothing's wrong, Aunt Mei. I'm fine, really."
Qin Chuan awkwardly pulled back his gaze, then glanced down at his pants.
He saw a delicate foot wrapped in black stockings playfully rubbing against his length.
Beneath the stockings, he could faintly see the red nail polish on her soft toes.
It was quite a visual spectacle.
"Aunt Luo is really gutsy. If Aunt Mei and Wenxi discover this, it would be so embarrassing."
Qin Chuan found it both amusing and exasperating, yet he couldn't deny the thrill it brought.
Right in front of his stepmother and her daughter, her best friend was giving him a foot rub.
Nervous yet exhilarating.
As he enjoyed the moment, Qin Chuan snuck a glance at Luo Yi.
Luo Yi cheekily winked at him, softly 'shushed', and then extended another foot towards his length.
At that moment, both of her legs were completely suspended.
This position was somewhat strenuous for her as well.
But, to soothe Qin Chuan's wounded heart, she endured the discomfort, comforting him.
Fortunately, she practiced yoga; otherwise, she couldn't have held the posture for more than a few seconds.
Luo Yi pretended to eat while busily comforting him, overwhelmed with tasks.
But soon enough, Ye Wenxi, sitting diagonally across from her, noticed something amiss.
"Aunt Luo, are you feeling hot? If you like, I can turn on the air conditioner," Ye Wenxi offered with concern.
Seeing Aunt Luo so overheated during a meal, sweating profusely.
The sudden concern startled Luo Yi, and she quickly withdrew her foot.
In her haste, her calf accidentally brushed against Ye Wenxi.
Ye Wenxi looked on skeptically, instinctively glancing down, thinking it was Qin Chuan taking advantage of her.
However, the result left her somewhat disappointed.
Qin Chuan's leg was quite a distance from her leg.
Throughout the entire process, Qin Chuan hadn't moved, so it clearly wasn't him.
Probably just mom or Aunt Luo by accident.
Wenxi thought so and retracted her gaze dejectedly.
But just as she was about to look away, her eyes inexplicably landed on Qin Chuan's crotch.
The length that Luo Yi's foot had soothed was now proudly standing, like a pole, forming a high tent in Qin Chuan's pants.
Ye Wenxi's pupils widened.
"How could this bumpkin have a pole like that in his pants?"
Inexperienced, Ye Wenxi instinctively thought, but quickly realized.
That wasn't just his pants; that was clearly Qin Chuan's length.
Could a guy's thing really grow that big?
How could something that big possibly fit inside?
Ye Wenxi couldn't help but glance down at her private area.
Though inexperienced, she had a very liberal best friend.
Who often educated her on such intimate matters.
Which positions are easiest to climax, where to tease for maximal arousal, and the pleasures of reaching a climax, and so forth.
Leaving Ye Wenxi often blushing as she listened.
Especially recalling these tales late at night would lead her to have all sorts of strange thoughts.
Yet, Ye Wenxi never dared to take that step.
She wasn't lacking suitors around her, be they rich second-generation heirs or government officials' children.
But Ye Wenxi found none of them appealing.
Always felt they were too childish, and frankly, quite unattractive.
To be fair, Qin Chuan was within her aesthetic range—the type she liked.
Especially today, after he got a haircut, making him look more spirited and handsome.
But sadly, he was a country bumpkin.
His clothes and sense of fashion were poor.
Like a non-mainstream type.
So Ye Wenxi didn't like him, even felt a bit disdainful.
Thinking of this, Ye Wenxi turned away and publicly spat at him: "Shameless!"
Hearing this, Qin Chuan finally reacted, hastily covering his length with his T-shirt.
"Wenxi, watch your mouth. Can't lunch even block it?" Ye Qingmei scolded, glaring sharply at Ye Wenxi.
Ye Wenxi pouted, feeling even more rebellious inside.
This was also one of the reasons she disliked Qin Chuan.
Ever since Qin Chuan arrived, Ye Qingmei had been constantly defending him, so often neglecting her own daughter.
Saving the best food for Qin Chuan, arranging school for him, constantly reminding her to get along with Qin Chuan.
All because of Qin Chuan.
He stole her mother's love away.
Ye Wenxi angrily jabbed at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks.
"Aunt Mei, it's nothing," Qin Chuan hurriedly broke the awkward silence.
"Xiao Chuan, I'm sorry, it's all Aunt Mei's fault for spoiling Wenxi," Ye Qingmei apologized with guilt.
Hearing this, Ye Wenxi instantly fumed: "Yes, yes, he's great, I'm awful. Fine, I'm not eating anymore."
Saying that, she threw her chopsticks on the table and stormed back to her room.
"You rebellious child, sigh..."
Ye Qingmei sighed helplessly, her face full of self-blame.
Qin Chuan felt equally guilty, believing his presence had disrupted the mother-daughter relationship.
He could only slowly think of ways to fix it in the future.
Qin Chuan silently shook his head, then glanced bitterly at his length.
His own issues remained unresolved; he couldn't think of anything else.
It was unbearable.
Being teased throughout the day, yet having nowhere to release.
The feeling was almost worse than being killed.
But, truth be told, that sneaky scenario earlier was indeed thrilling.
Especially Luo Yi with her red nail-painted silk-clad foot—it was irresistibly enticing.
Recalling this, Qin Chuan's courage gradually grew.
This time, he decided to take charge.
He slipped his foot out from his slipper.
Having just come in from outside, he was still wearing socks.
But that didn't hinder his actions.
He cautiously extended his leg, carefully seeking out the enticing foot that had left a deep impression on him.
Yet, since this was his first time doing something like this, and right in front of his stepmother.
Qin Chuan moved very delicately, fearing any noise might arouse his stepmother's suspicion.
He searched for quite a while before finally touching something soft.
Subsequently, he smiled knowingly.
Aunt Luo, you've teased me so many times, now it's my turn to tease you.
Qin Chuan, emboldened, used his socked foot to rub against Luo Yi's calf, continually exploring upwards.
Soon, his foot reached the knee area, a step further and he'd reach that mysterious private place.
But just at that moment, Luo Yi suddenly clamped her legs together, blocking his attempts.
Aunt Luo was being unfair.
He hadn't stopped her, yet she stopped him now.
Or perhaps, this was a play of resistance turning to invitation?
Qin Chuan couldn't guess Luo Yi's intentions, so he tried forcefully to push forward.
But just as he was about to break through, Ye Qingmei suddenly stood up, her face reddened, and charmingly exclaimed, "Xiao Chuan!"