Lily panicked. "Brother-in-law, stop joking. You're with my sister—you shouldn't say these things."
What did that mean? If he were with another woman instead of her sister, would she not mind? Or was she saying that as long as her sister approved, it'd be fine?
The naive girl was flustered, but today's closeness had clearly left its mark.
Her favorability had shot up to 90, and now they were discussing obscene topics. The thrill of corrupting her was intoxicating.
Lily seemed to realize the conversation had gone too far. Even with her sister's involvement, she shouldn't be talking like this so casually.
After all, a girl had to maintain some modesty.
This man she called brother-in-law was still a strange male. How could she discuss such things with him?
Blushing, Lily whispered, "Brother-in-law, if you're still... uncomfortable, what about Nana?"
"Of course she's not as tempting as my precious sister-in-law."
Ryan smirked.
