Gu Lanshan suddenly coughed, not expecting herself to get tangled up like this. Her face turned especially red, yet she hummed confidently, glaring at Sheng Shi as she righteously replied, "Yeah, I was thinking of myself when I didn't curse you to really become impotent king, premature king, sexually dysfunctional king, or quick-shot king. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Cough cough————"
As soon as Gu Lanshan finished speaking, two passersby who walked by suddenly coughed twice, seemingly suppressing laughter.
Gu Lanshan opened her mouth, her face as red as pig liver.
Sheng Shi, however, felt particularly good all of a sudden and pulled Gu Lanshan into his arms, articulating each word, "No objections here. Your happiness is my happiness, right? Chu Chu, how about tonight we go back to the hospital room and have a good discussion about what real pleasure is?"
Those two passersby quickly vanished.
