Di Jinxuan wanted to laugh and couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Nangong Jin, are you silly? If you have to make noise when doing the 'bed thump', what about when we go 'pitter-patter'?"
"Just cry, of course." Nangong Jin laughed enchantingly, his devilish charm brimming as he leaned his lips close to her and seductively whispered, "Haven't you heard the saying 'I really want to make you cry'?"
"Scram..." Di Jinxuan's face turned red. Damn it, only he would have the gall to say something like that.
He really is an indecently flirtatious, wretched old man! His ways are just too wild!
He spouts whatever comes to mind without the slightest hint of embarrassment. Pervert!
"Well, it's true." Nangong Jin grinned cheekily, but then spoke earnestly, "Though the saying is a bit rough around the edges, that's the gist."
"You..." Di Jinxuan raised her fist to hit him, dammit, she'd never encountered such a 'scoundrel' before. Where is his sense of propriety and modesty?
Damn!
