"Is it in?!"
Sister Hu exclaimed in surprise, "His pants are fine, how did it get in?"
"How should I know? Anyway, he's already inside!" Lu Furong was so anxious that she was almost crying, almost shouting at the top of her lungs, "Cousin, help me, I must kill him!"
Sister Hu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Furong, since it's already in, why don't you... just go with it a little?"
"Go with it? Cousin, what are you talking about?" Lu Furong shouted, "Help me, quick!"
"With this kind of thing, there's only the first time and countless times. You two have already done it, what are you still afraid of?" Sister Hu reasoned, "He's drunk anyway, and what he's doing now is purely instinctual. Is he hard?"
"Cousin!!"
Lu Furong was beside herself with anger, nearly roaring out.
"I'm just asking if you feel anything," Sister Hu said.
Lu Furong looked at her cousin's nonchalant demeanor, feeling both anxious and annoyed in an instant.
She truly felt like she wanted to die.