To be honest, she really didn't understand the appeal of films from the Island Country. The women in them were fine, with good looks and figures, but... the men were just too subpar, either fat and ugly or so short you couldn't bear to look.
It seemed like the Island Country couldn't turn out a single truly decent man.
It was a total waste of their eyesight.
"When did you ever watch those?" Yun Jianchen suddenly pulled over to the side of the road, turned around, propped one hand on the dashboard and the other on Song Huanyan's seat, enclosing Song Huanyan in his embrace.
"...Who hasn't watched a few adult films in their youth?" Song Huanyan replied indifferently, "I don't believe that you, when you were in your teens, didn't sneak around with Shen Mo, Zhao Cheng, and the others to watch them?"
"..." A flush of embarrassment crossed Yun Jianchen's face, turning his earlobes slightly red.
In their naive adolescence, they had indeed watched those kinds of films.
