"Do I really have to answer that?"
Qin Chuan's old face was burning red, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl into it on the spot.
If it were just the two of them, he could have brushed it off with a simple, 'born this way.'
But the problem was, Jiang Banxia was sitting in front of the monitor, watching.
Qin Chuan felt awkward, like being watched by a third person while in bed.
"Sorry, I... I couldn't hold it in for a moment," Li Qinyi's reaction wasn't any better.
That question just now was a completely subconscious reaction.
She was genuinely shocked by Qin Chuan's size.
Qin Chuan's thing could almost reach the stomach.
Are there really girls who can handle that?
Could that really fit inside the body?
Li Qinyi, though she's never dated, grew up in the 21st century. If she hasn't eaten pork, she's seen pigs run.
In her understanding, Qin Chuan's size is absolutely astonishing.
And because of this, she was a bit curious how the women around Qin Chuan endured it.
