Upon hearing this, Cen Dongsheng couldn't help but observe the young girl's face, which was no longer shy, but there was a sarcastic tone in her voice.
"What, did you think of everything?" he couldn't resist pinching her cheek, "You child, how can you say anything at all?"
"It was you who did it first!"
Yi Qingyan pouted in complaint.
"That day in front of me...doing that in front of me...wasn't it just to provoke me?"
Cen Dongsheng was taken aback.
He truly hadn't thought of that; his main purpose was to test the nature of the "Divine Storage," and incidentally allow An Zhizhen and Yi Qingyan to vent their desires to prevent any problems.
Although Sister Zhi Zhen could probably control herself afterward, if he could do it, then just do it—simply for such a pure reason.
The man felt a bit embarrassed, but still answered frankly.
"I really didn't mean it, I just got carried away and couldn't control myself."
