Chapter 117 Eating Meal_1

Qiao Xiaren exuded a faint fragrance, slightly dense after exercise, a scent that was intoxicating.

The man's gaze darkened slightly, but he didn't move at all. Instead, he leaned slightly to one side, bringing him even closer to the goddess.

Qiao Xiaren's eyes narrowed slightly, appearing somewhat displeased; the smile at the corner of her mouth receding. It wasn't that she was rejecting him, but simply unaccustomed to anyone coming so close. Too many wounds had kept her from allowing anyone to get near too easily.

Si Yelin: "..."

Liao Ling: "..."

Finally unable to bear it anymore, Si Yelin, who had been standing at the side, silently covered his eyes, yet couldn't help but peek through the cracks in his fingers.

Bro, can we have some dignity?

Enough is enough, he was going to mediate. Couldn't they see that the sister-in-law's face was almost black?