He Qianhui urged, "Can you do it or not, if you can't get it out I'll have to go to the hospital."
Zhang Hao crouched down, patting his chest, "For such a trivial thing, do we need to go to the hospital?"
As a medical student, this was a problem he could fix with a mere flick of his fingers.
Having said that, he reached out intending to stuff it in.
He Qianhui felt an emptiness beneath her, the feeling of being completely exposed left her both ashamed and desirous to continue. Suddenly, a warm stream flowed out from below, and she cried out, "Hurry up, your cousin has finished work."
"Oh, okay," Zhang Hao, urged by her remark, quickly responded. He rolled up his sleeves and stretched his hand forward.
At the moment he touched the bud, Zhang Hao's hand uncontrollably trembled.
"Ah, can you, can you actually do it?" As Zhang Hao's touch reached her, He Qianhui's voice shook, accompanied by some panting.
Zhang Hao's face flushed red, "Don't worry, sister-in-law."
He focused, trying to suppress the heat boiling within him.
His fingers explored back and forth, but He Qianhui could hardly bear the tease. She cried out, "Hao, have you found it yet? Sister-in-law can't take it anymore."
"Immediately!"
Just as he was about to achieve success, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance.
"Your cousin's back! Quick, hide," He Qianhui, panicking, sat up and hurriedly pushed Zhang Hao into the closet.
Zhang Hao hid in the wardrobe, still somewhat puzzled.
What was he hiding for?
Liu Gang walked in after changing his slippers, and seeing his wife arrayed in sexy lace lingerie, with a large area beneath exposed, and the bed scattered with various flashy toys, he couldn't help but gape.
With her cheeks blushing, He Qianhui's heart leaped to her throat, afraid that Liu Gang would notice something amiss.
She cooed as she hugged him, "Husband, you're back."
Liu Gang gave a nod, "Why are you playing with these in broad daylight? Where's Hao?"
With that, he began to take off his jacket, intending to put it in the closet.
The moment Liu Gang's hand reached for the closet door handle, Zhang Hao's heart leaped into his throat.
Suddenly, He Qianhui, embracing Liu Gang, stammered, "Husband, I want…"
Zhang Hao, having barely escaped detection, had not yet recovered when he heard Liu Gang's astonishing words, "Didn't I tell you? If you want it, go find Hao. Why are you telling me?"
Zhang Hao: "???"
He Qianhui, sitting on the bed and pulling on his hand, awkwardly said, "Husband, we are only in our early thirties, can we try for another two years, please?"
"Try what? You want to make my impotence public knowledge?" Liu Gang abruptly shook off her hand, coldly refusing, "Enough with the nonsense; you must sleep with Hao today."
Hearing this, Zhang Hao was dangerously close to shouting out loud.
His cousin couldn't perform, and he wanted sister-in-law to have a child with him?
He Qianhui was infuriated, sitting on the bed: "You think I don't want a child? If not for..."
"Smack!"
Liu Gang slapped He Qianhui across the face, cutting off her explanation, "Stop your nonsense. Do you not know what I work hard for? If I don't leave a descendant, I won't rest in peace when I die. I'm calling Hao right now, and today you two must get into bed."
Zhang Hao, frightened, looked down at his phone in his pocket, wanting to quickly silence it.
If his cousin found out he was hiding in the closet, he would be in for an explosion.
But the very next second, the phone he had just taken out lit up with the call notification from his cousin.