1814 I’ll Make You Bear My Child

Ye Qianqian felt guilty and looked down. She didn't dare face him.

Shen Zhilie gritted his teeth in anger and exclaimed, "You'll be the death of me!"

"Well, men all think with the lower half of their bodies, don't they? Tongtong's figure is better than mine. Her breasts are bigger than mine. Her hair is longer than mine, and her legs are more slender than mine. Furthermore, she is still a virgin. Don't all men like virgins?"

Ye Qianqian tried to explain herself, but she realized that the more she tried, the deeper the hole she was digging for herself.

"Damn it! Weren't you a virgin when you did it with me?" Shen Zhilie fought hard to resist the urge to knock her head open and see for himself what was in it.