Even He Qingyan felt that no woman would consider wiping sweat off such a body as hard labor.
"How is Chen Nian now?" Gu Ran asked.
"The first thing he asked when he woke up was where Su Qing was—"
"I've already sent that to Su Qing," Yan Hanxiang's voice came from afar.
Gu Ran immediately felt a boost in spirit.
"Also there's the video of you wiping sweat off me, Qingyan."
Right then, Gu Ran felt a chill run through his body.
Yan Hanxiang hadn't finished speaking, "And the bit about 'the more wives, the better,' I sent him that too."
"..."
"—The second thing he asked when he woke up was about Chen Nian." He Qingyan acted as if she hadn't heard her mother's words, but her slightly smiling voice gave her away.
"So how are you guys?" Gu Ran asked.
"I'm asking you," He Qingyan retorted, "how many rounds were there last night?"
"Forgot."
"Hmph, a thousand?"
