Seasoned in battle?
She'd believe he was seasoned in jacking off to goddesses, though.
"Holy shit!!"
They couldn't have a nice, pleasant chat anymore.
Gu Xiaowu, furious, "There's a room upstairs, do you want another round to see if my skills really suck!"
Meng Qian, "..."
Huh?
Why did the topic take such an incredible turn?
Why delve so deep into a dirty joke between adults?
"Sure."
Gu Xiaowu, "..."
Huh?
She agreed just like that?
Not playing hard to get at all!!
Gu Xiaowu almost spit out his drink again, while Meng Qian held hers, laughing like a bit of a hooligan, "Don't chicken out."
"Who's chickening out?" Gu Xiaowu snapped back, absolutely unable to chicken out. He had to redeem himself this time. But why had she agreed so readily? The thought flashed through his mind and was quickly dismissed.
Who cares, when a beauty throws herself into your arms, only a sick man would refuse.
