"Alright, but you have to promise me one thing," Ye Fei said with a lecherous grin.
After being continuously tormented, Song Xueqi, who was almost driven mad, had temporarily forgotten everything and was solely focused on pursuing that ultimate climax. So, she immediately asked, "Promise you what?"
"It's simple. Just moan like you did earlier when I fuck you," Ye Fei said with a smile, "But don't call me husband anymore. Call me 'good grandson.'"
Song Xueqi, who had temporarily forgotten about their relationship, was reminded by Ye Fei and instantly recalled their connection.
Knowing that it was already inappropriate to let her grandson fuck her after finding out he was her grandson, she couldn't bring herself to do what he asked—moaning while being fucked and deliberately calling him "grandson." So, she turned her head away and stopped talking.
"Are you not agreeing?" Ye Fei asked with a smirk.
