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    Charming stepmother

    Fan Rou turned in a circle at Li Xin’s signal, her skirt spinning and flying like a beautiful spring flower.

    “It’s great to be young. Seeing you like this makes me want to dress up too.”

    Li Xin seemed to sigh with emotion.

    When Fan Rou heard this, she lowered her head shyly, revealing only the tips of a pair of red ears.

    Fish, fish, take the bait.

    Li Xin’s smile became deeper and deeper.

    ——————

    When Fan Rou slowly walked down the stairs, she was like a pure elf falling into the mortal world. She really had a pure temperament about her, which Li Xin could not deny.

    Wei Xu’s eyes were stunned, as if he was in a trance.

    “Pretty, right?”

    Li Xin asked with a smile as bright as a flower.

    Wei Xu didn’t know what to say, but after he circled the words in his mouth, he still spat them out insincerely.

    “…It’s beautiful.”

    It was so beautiful that he was enchanted.

    Fan Rou bit her lip nervously, her shy gesture beautiful and innocent.

    “You have to thank me~”

    Li Xin winked again.

    There seemed to be a charming mist in her eyes, which was light and graceful, fragrant and indescribable.

    Fan Rou was pushed down in front of Wei Xu by Li Xin. Her body staggered a little. Wei Xu was only half a meter away from her, but at this moment, he forgot to hold her up.

    That’s right, what he was looking at was not Fan Rou, but Li Xin.

    The woman’s seaweed-like long hair and her fiery red skirt burned his mind to the point of restlessness.Fan Rou’s innocence and beauty seemed so monotonous in front of such gorgeous scenery.

    ——How dare the stars compete with the sun and the moon?

    Red lips, black hair, snow skin.

    Jade legs, plump waist, plump breasts.

    The difference between women and girls is so clear, a pure girl and a… charming woman.

    One clear, one demon.

    When Li Xin walked down from above, Wei Xu could hardly take his eyes away. Even if Fan Rou fell into his arms, he could only help her upright.

    He felt that he suddenly turned into a hungry yellow-haired boy, wanting to press that charming woman under him and make her melt into a puddle of spring water, ecstatic.

    Looking at Wei Xu’s eyes, Li Xin knew that he had succeeded.

    A man like Wei Xu will never be fed by pure feelings. The woman who can inspire his original desires is the ultimate winner.

    She may not be the white moonlight or cinnabar mole in his heart, but she can become the source of desire that he covets but cannot get.

    Unless he gets her, Wei Xu will never be satisfied. There is no other Li Xin like him in the world. She is very confident.

    “Children these days are so straightforward.”

    Li Xin leaned on the armrest and said with a sweet smile:

    “I feel old.”

    The tone of each of her words was slightly raised at the end, which matched her voice, lingering and pathos, endlessly alluring.

    Wei Xu stared at her deeply:

    “Don’t worry, you’re still young.”

    It was so tender and plump that he couldn’t hold it back.

    Li Xin was extremely happy when she heard this. Fan Rou, who kept her head lowered, didn’t notice anything strange about Wei Xu. She was always the quietest and slowest among the four.

    The little girl must be secretly happy, but Li Xin and Wei Xu have already been fighting for several rounds.

    “This is what I said,”

    Li Xin stroked the non-existent wrinkles on his collar, then raised her eyes slightly, her eyelashes fluttering:

    “I love to hear it.”

    A faint light flashed across her eyes, her bright red lips were slightly opened, and her teeth were exposed:

    “Thank you, son~ son~”

    Like a slippery beauty snake, it ran away after seducing her. Now Wei Xu’s eyes were still lingering with her pretty beauty mark when she smiled.

    “You’re welcome.”

    Wei Xu held Rou Yi’s hand as she was about to leave, half-smiling.

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