"That's too much, isn't it?"
Chen Cang's mouth twitched, and he analyzed with little confidence, "Even if they had four minutes together, a conversation takes time, right? Taking off clothes, putting on clothes, all that takes time, doesn't it? Even if there was no foreplay... it's actually possible that it ended before it even began."
"Are you saying Tang Ming is sick?"
Liu Mengting's face darkened again.
"Very likely, ah!"
Chen Cang and Li Xiaoli nodded earnestly.
"That's so pitiful."
Liu Mengting shook her head with furrowed brows, already seeing it not as an issue of Tang Ming and Xia Wei'er messing around, but a sad story of a man with a physical defect.
"Indeed pitiful, but I'm better off, I'm a pure girl, way stronger than Tang Ming, that pretended man."
Chen Cang shivered and shook his head with a sympathetic face.
"No way, how could Brother Tang Ming be inadequate, we must find a way to help him, ah!"
