"Wha, what?"
"Zhao Tienan, are you crazy?"
Zhu Hong stared wide-eyed in shock, her voice even trembling as she spoke.
No one knew better than her what Zhao Tienan was capable of.
When he's performing normally, it takes at least forty minutes, and if he's in the mood, it could easily go beyond an hour and a half.
Thinking of resolving it all in under ten minutes today is nothing short of a fantasy.
Even if he compressed time madly, what kind of fierce frequency and rhythm would that entail?
No way, this is just too terrifying!
Zhu Hong shivered on the spot, even if she had a masochistic tendency, in this moment she dared not try lightly, fearing she might be ruined by an overexcited Zhao Tienan.
But just as Zhu Hong was about to turn and run, she was tightly held by Zhao Tienan's strong arms.
"Ah, Doctor Zhao, stop joking, this really won't work..."
Zhu Hong wanted to struggle, but in the face of a burly and strong Zhao Tienan, she was no match.
