Uh, okay!
Zhou Qian didn't say anything.
Jiang Ningning fished out a lump of duck intestines from the pot, blew them cool, and stuffed them into her mouth. She puffed out her cheeks and mumbled, "By the way, didn't you say he wasn't very good in that area? Then what do you want from him?"
"..." Zhou Qian was embarrassed. He had only wanted to have a quick conversation at that time, but he didn't expect that she would remember it. "Maybe... it's because of his face."
Jiang Ningning was speechless. "Baby, although a pretty face can be pleasing to the eyes, it can't nourish the body. Don't be foolish and waste your youth on a face."
Zhou Qian coughed uncomfortably, "It doesn't matter, it's pleasing to the eyes."
"That's because you haven't tasted the essence of the meat, so you think it's enough. Believe me, try another target, and I guarantee you'll get rid of that face immediately."
Zhou Qian couldn't stand it anymore and stammered, "Actually... he's not that bad."
"How bad is not that bad?"
It’s not that bad, sis!
Zhou Qian simply confessed, "Oh, I was just joking with you at that time."
Jiang Ningning blinked in confusion, "So? Lu Jing isn't such a bad person?"
Zhou Qian blushed and nodded.
Jiang Ningning looked at her red face and said with a wicked smile, "It shouldn't be just okay, but really amazing, right?"
"...If you don't eat your tripe, it will rot." Zhou Qian picked up a plate of tripe for her, trying to shut her up.
"Nonono," Jiang Ningning didn't buy it at all. "How can tripe be more important than my baby's sex life? Tell me more, how many times a night do you have sex at most? How long does it take on average? What positions have you mastered?"
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