On the table, the women's happy talk and laughter kept on going and going.
"Hahaha, come and feel it, Fan'Er's chest is really getting bigger again! Moreover, it's super elastic!"
"Hey, touch it slowly, will you!"
"Youyou is no fun, her body has all been refined, A Wu must wash it clean with maggot fluid to wash before it could be used."
"Hey, somebody wants maggot? I have it here, want me to spread it now…"
"Tsk, stop bothering me by pulling my legs okay… by the way, Zhang Miao, don't you feel tired dressing up as a man? Especially with your chess being tied flat, it makes people laugh. Big chest is not a bad thing…"
"Eat your meal and don't mind my business! Never mind my chest!"
Listening to such dialogue as the only man in the table, Wang Lu felt a bit of pressure, but also deep doubt.
