"Hmph, it's because your technique sucks!"
Qiao Duo'er swatted away Tan Zhenghong's hands and added insult to injury with a withering look.
Seeing the crestfallen expression on Tan Zhenghong's face, Qiao Duo'er patted his cheek, "Don't be sad, just go buy some erotic art to study."
"Wife, I just need a bit more practice."
Tan Zhenghong made as if he was about to pin Qiao Duo'er down.
Qiao Duo'er swiftly got up and calmly began to dress at the other end of the room.
Qiao Duo'er looked triumphantly at Tan Zhenghong, "Clean up the bed nicely, or else I'll snip you!"
While speaking, she even bent over and flicked something in a particular spot.
Tan Zhenghong gritted his teeth, mentally vowing, "One day, I will have my way with you!"
After dressing, Qiao Duo'er went out to wash up. Brushing her teeth with a willow twig, she couldn't help but reminisce about the previous night.
She might have gone a bit too far, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling with pursed lips.
