Wang Yue was taken aback: "What do you mean?" Su Mengqing replied, "Don't you know what you just did? If it weren't for the self-cleaning ability of warriors, there would still be your semen inside their vaginas and uteruses right now. So, is it really impossible for you to spend some time with them?" Then she added in a lower voice, "What a clueless fool!"
"Huh?" Wang Yue had no experience with romance. Although he had been with many women, they had always been interested only in physical desire, not true feelings. Even if there had been any affection, it was usually familial affection, so he had no idea how to interact with women.
But it didn't matter—he could learn. So he immediately said, "Okay, today I'll leave myself at your mercy; you can do whatever you want with me."
"That's much better," Su Mengqing muttered in satisfaction.
