Ever since Liu Gang had Zhang Hao come over to "seed," He Qianhui had found that her husband truly had no way with words.
"So you really hope your wife gets played with by others, huh? I certainly don't have that kind of hobby."
"If I hear that sort of thing one more time, don't even think about touching me."
He Qianhui knew that if she didn't lose her temper, given Liu Gang's personality,
this kind of language that nearly insulted her character would definitely occur again.
Liu Gang felt indifferent, thinking that she was trying to act like a righteous woman even though she wasn't one.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she was some kind of paragon of chastity.
After He Qianhui had changed her clothes, she went to the kitchen, thankful that today Zhang Hao had satisfied her.
God knows how much resentment she would have had otherwise; she didn't want to cook anything too troublesome that evening.
