"Jiu Jiu, have you been tired recently?" Feng Qing asked as she laid on the bed.
Xie Jiuhan frowned, not understanding. "What do you mean?"
Feng Qing stood up and knelt on the bed. She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and said with a seductive look in her eyes, "I mean, you've overdid your body. That's not good."
The veins on Xie Jiuhan's forehead twitches violently. Feng Qing was challenging him blatantly. Smelling the fragrance on the woman's body, the man's mouth went dry.
"Oh, how can you tell?" Xie Jiuhan licked his lips and asked.
"Ji Yunchen said that when a man reaches his age, his body is no longer as strong as before, especially in bed." Feng Qing said seriously.
Xie Jiuhan's temples throbbed again. He gritted his teeth and said, "Although I call you 'lass', your husband is only 25 years old this year."
