"Okay!" Yang Fan was overjoyed when he heard that.

Seeing Yang Fan nodding his head quickly, with an expression of surprise and joy on his face, he even moved closer to the bed, as if to make room for Li Xiuqin.

At this moment, Li Xiuqin's pretty face turned red.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Li Xiuqin didn't say a word, she just climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Yang Fan.

The room fell silent again.

Yang Fan's mind was in a mess, and he was struggling with his conscience. But then he thought, since it has come to this, what is there to worry about?

So Yang Fan gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and reached out to hug Li Xiuqin's waist. The movement was not big and the force was very light, but he held Li Xiuqin in his arms.

Li Xiuqin's body trembled slightly, and she hurriedly reached out to turn off the bedside lamp. The room suddenly fell into darkness, with only the two people's breathing sounds echoing in her ears.

Yang Fan also grew bolder. He lowered his head, leaned close to Li Xiuqin's ear, and whispered, "Xiuqin, tonight... don't leave, okay?"

Li Xiuqin turned her head and lowered her voice to ask, "Mrs. Yang won't get up to see you tonight, right?"

"No, she has fallen asleep and will not wake up until dawn." Yang Fan said as he lifted up Li Xiuqin's shirt.

"Yeah." Li Xiuqin responded softly, and then there was no further words.

After getting Li Xiuqin's permission, Yang Fan hurriedly took off her clothes, carefully explored her body for a while, and finally couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xiuqin, you have a great figure!"

"No...no...I'm not as good as Madam Yang." Li Xiuqin's voice began to tremble.

"Who said that? You obviously have a great figure!"

“Is… is that so?”

"Xiuqin."

"Um?"

"I am coming?"

"Um."

…?