Underage

Huo Shaoheng braced himself on the bed, kneeling on one leg and looking up solemnly at Gu Nianzhi. He didn't answer her question directly but replied calmly, "If your leg kicked any faster, you'd be the one suffering." Holding his left hand under his still tense body, he panted lightly, fine beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

Gu Nianzhi quickly glanced at him, unable to remember if she had actually kicked him or not just now. She replied stubbornly, "If I kicked any faster you'd be disabled, so how could I be the one to suffer?"

"If I became disabled, who would you have sex with?" Huo Shaoheng inhaled deeply to calm himself down. He turned over to pull on his pajama bottoms and said in a low voice, "Wouldn't you be suffering if you stayed a grass widow for the rest of your life?"