"Hey, the way you're talking, you're killing me here. How could I possibly lie to you about something like this? Plus, there's no benefit for me in deceiving you.
Do you still not believe me? Then tell me, what do you need to believe?"
"How about this, dress up a little sexier and let your husband hold you while taking a photo to send to me. I want to see the sincerity from both of you.
After all, it was both of you who brought up this idea. You've got to show some gesture first, right? Otherwise, how can I feel at ease?"
"You're really a Little Rascal, where did you learn all these tricks!"
Wang Ping bit her lower lip nervously, her breathing became more rapid under Chen An's teasing words. Luo Feng, seeing his wife blush from another man's banter, felt a surge of excitement quickly rise within him.
"Wife, go on, quickly agree to him. Tell him there's no problem at all. I'm willing to have him take you right in front of me—it doesn't matter even if it makes you ecstatic!"
