"I certainly do," Nangong Jin replied, licking his lips quite honestly, then shalessly said, "Wife, I’m a man."
Di Jinxuan blushed and gave him a sidelong glance, "Just because you’re a man, you can get... randy just like that?"
We’re still on the street, dang it!
Even if the car windows are up, you can still be seen, okay!
"Then let’s get... randy when we get ho tonight," Nangong Jin suggested with a raise of his eyebrows, sitting back down in his seat with an all-too-serious proposal.
Di Jinxuan huffed and chose to ignore him.
He talked to himself, driving and prattling on, "Seriously, wife, I just want to touch a little bit."
"Tonight, you let touch, and I won’t do anything else, I swear on the dog’s life!"
Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but reach out to pinch him; Nangong Jin laughed, "Really, wife, ’ey, a touch is nothing, won’t lose a piece of flesh!"
Christ, this guy’s excuses sure are plentiful.
Di Jinxuan was too exasperated to retort; she simply rolled her eyes at him deeply and inadvertently retorted, "Then why don’t you let touch?"
Nangong Jin was taken aback for a mont, then his face lit up with a smile, nodding imdiately, "Sure! Sure! Wife, I’ll let you touch, touch anything you want, tonight you can touch all over , whatever way you like, 365 degrees, promise to not touch is to be a puppy."
Screw your ’touch anything you want’; Di Jinxuan was mortified, how did she carelessly let that slip out?
Not deigning to deal with him, Di Jinxuan responded, "Mr. Nangong, you might as well wash up and go to bed early, daydreaming seems more practical for you."
"You’re being unreasonable," said a certain coquettish old man, earnestly defending, "You said you wanted to touch, I agreed, and now you don’t touch, isn’t that playing ? No way, tonight you have to touch!"
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Childish old man, Di Jinxuan felt both annoyed and amused, and simply ignored him.
He started rambling again, "Wife, you can’t be like this as a person, you’ve got to keep your word, if you don’t touch tonight, you’re letting down your own conscience."
"Doesn’t your conscience hurt?"
"Wife, what is that look in your eyes, don’t look at like that, do you think that look will stop from calling you out?"
"Wife, seriously, when do you plan to get on top of ?"
"I’m so anxious waiting, can’t you just find a ti and quickly get on with it, dithering isn’t your style."
"You’re queen material, honestly, if you want to do it just go ahead, I’m very willing!"
He prattled all the way to the entrance of the Rubik’s Cube competition; Di Jinxuan’s ears were almost pregnant from listening.
Mainly because Nangong Jin’s voice was indeed really nice to listen to, luxurious and sexy, just like the voice of a radio drama host.
The car stopped, Di Jinxuan was about to get out, but Nangong Jin grabbed her, persistent and unwavering, even pleadingly continued to ask, "Wife, when will you get on top of ?"
Di Jinxuan was exasperated, "Can’t you think of sothing serious for once?"
After saying that, Di Jinxuan got out of the car. Nangong Jin blinked and quickly followed, saying, "Damn, wife, this really is a serious matter!"
Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but raise a sweet smile, striding forward with her arms crossed, followed by a man howling like a banshee behind her, still persistently asking, "Wife, how about tonight?"
"Next month is fine too."
"I’m going all out, you have to get on top of next month, right!"
Then the security guards at the entrance of the venue looked at Nangong Jin’s retreating figure like he was a madman; geez, this is the first ti I’ve seen soone so aggressive about being pursued!
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