Li Weidong paused for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "I told you it wasn't what you thought. Never mind, I'm going back to work!"

...

Liu Xiaohong left the restaurant and went home crying.

As soon as I entered the house, Zhang Yan followed me over.

"How is it?"

Zhang Yan asked with a gossipy look, "You're so beautiful, you must have won someone over, right?"

Then she became puzzled again: "But why did they come back without staying overnight? I read in the book that it happens several times a night!"

By the end, his face was flushed, but he was becoming increasingly excited.

These days, there aren't many entertainment options, so we can only read novels and chat with our girlfriends.

Liu Xiaohong said listlessly, "What am I supposed to do? He won't even touch me!"

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that kiss.

This was the first time she had been so close to a man, and they had even kissed. The feeling...

"I didn't touch you? Why?"

Zhang Yan looked shocked: "You're so beautiful, how could he refuse you?"

She lowered her voice slightly: "Could it be that it's not working?"

"What?!"

Liu Xiaohong pushed her away, then became sad again: "He just won't touch me. He even said that if I insist on staying with him, he won't marry me even if he sleeps with me."

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and her nose started to sting. She quickly sniffed and cursed, "I knew he wasn't a good person, he's a complete scumbag!"

Zhang Yan was speechless: "Are you stupid?"

"He says he won't marry you, and that's it? If he sleeps with you and he really doesn't want to marry you, then make a big scene. Then everyone in the village will gossip about him behind his back!"