Swept off Her Feet
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Cheng You said with contempt, "tut! What else can there be in addition to the urethra?"
"I didn't expect you to be a good biology student."
"Sure am. Let me go!"
"But how did your teacher teach you? Who said that there is no hymen for men, or shall we go back to the old place to review the process of its breaking?"
She was so annoyed that she wanted to kill him. This man, his skin was thicker than the wall, and his mouth was so bad that she was petrified with two or three sentences. And he had such a straight face. Tut!
With him leaning in, she stopped struggling and asked, "you really don't want to let go?"
"In fact, I can let go of you. But how about at a different place?"
She was about to cry. She whispered, "Please, could you take it down a notch? Here is my hometown, there are too many people who know me. If people see us, how can I live here in the future?"