Good grief, if only I really were impotent!
Then I wouldn't have to suffer so much. After abstaining for so long, seeing his own woman, he naturally has the impulse of a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep. And yet, the woman keeps asking to roll in the sheets with him. Any man would find it unbearable, okay? However, at this time, he just can't touch her!
If he can't father a child, she'll arrogantly disappear for his sake, believing she's doing him a favor. He didn't want to experience the madness of searching for her like he did four years ago, ever again. Therefore, his current intention, before he got the marriage certificate, was to torture himself!
Thinking this, Ye Mu Fan let out a heavy sigh, then ate his words with a reluctant smile, "Hmm, you're right, I'm indeed a bit inadequate in that department! Am I okay?"
Cheng Lingxiu: "..."
He's not okay?
Good grief, can't you see? The great Ye Mu Fan doing something as self-deprecating as this for a woman?
"Yes, yes, yes!"
