Can't share a bed for half a month?
Liu Erleng called out miserably, "Do you want to torture me to death?"
"You'd deserve to die for angering me."
Standing in the west room, Liu Yan'er slipped off her clothes and admired her graceful figure. At the same time, she cursed inwardly: You old bastard keeping a vixen on the side, could you really be suffering? What an act, pretending to be such a wounded wolf!
Of course, these words could only be muttered in her heart.
After all, Liu Erleng had only slipped up once in front of Wang Xiaolong, he still put on a pretty good act at home.
If Liu Yan'er were to speak these thoughts out loud, her previous act would have gone to waste.
At the moment, Liu Erleng didn't harbor many romantic fantasies.
He indeed kept other women on the side.
And he always thought that a wild flower smelled sweeter than a home blossom!
