Really, how shameless. Could a girl say such a thing?
Are your peaches ripe?
Aren't you actually asking if he can 'perform' or not?
Really! No face! Are you a girl or not.
Fang Chengyu burned with rage.
But even though this was obviously something a girl shouldn't ask, it was a reminder to the married women.
Old Lady Fang and Lady Fang's gazes turned to Fang Chengyu, then slid down to his waist.
It wasn't just Old Lady Fang and Lady Fang. Many of the servants had subconsciously moved their lines of sights.
Only a thin sheet was draped across his waist. With all these women staring, it seemed they could burn through it.
That was right. Fang Chengyu was a cripple that couldn’t even go to the bathroom by himself, let alone engage in pleasures of the flesh.
Was there really a medicine that could turn a cripple into a man?
Everybody could not help but want to see.
