Ye Xingguang hadn't caught on yet: "What once, five times, seven times, ten times?"
Certain age-inappropriate content was whispered into her ear by Ye Junqing as he leaned in close.
Instantly, Ye Xingguang's cheeks flushed red, and she pushed him away: "Dream on, be careful not to underperform, don't end up in the hospital with kidney deficiency during the New Year! Anyway, since you have to reward me, take your time thinking, I'm getting off the car first."
At these words, Ye Junqing's eyes slightly narrowed. He didn't appreciate being accused of underperformance. Ever since their daughter began to sleep with them, he felt like he's been living as a monk for who knows how long. If he were to be hospitalized, it wouldn't be for kidney deficiency, but because he couldn't get any meaty indulgence!
Indeed, having a son is better, sons are more independent and never want to sleep in the same bed as them.
