Lin Li had only just finished speaking when he immediately realized he still hadn't been rigorous enough.
For example, someone like Hawking, whose lower body was paralyzed, might not care if someone kicked his balls a few more times. It made no difference anyway.
But could you say he wasn't a man? Of course not. The fact that he could get onto Epstein's list and enjoy life on Loli Island was enough to prove that he was a man.
Forget it. To be even more rigorous, maybe he should call him a field person instead—after all, there was no strength below his waist.
But seeing as Chen, Ding, and Qu probably didn't have minds as broad as his and wouldn't think that far, and since they raised no objections, Lin Li didn't bother adding a patch to his explanation.
Qu Wanqiu was still silent.
Was... was that really how it worked?
Now that Lin Li put it that way... it really did seem to make sense...
No!
"Wait! Lin Li! You're talking bullshit again! Women give birth because they get a child in return! They're willing to endure the pain because they want a child!
"But kicking... kicking... kicking you guys gives no reward at all! So who would want to do that for no reason?!
"If there were no child as a reward, women wouldn't say, 'Come on, cut open my stomach,' would they?!"
Having nearly been led astray before realizing that Lin Li was making a sophistical argument, Qu Wanqiu immediately regained her confidence and questioned him loudly.
Lin Li blinked.
Actually, as long as the kicking was gentle enough, having a child afterward would still be easy. But that sounded way too gross to say in front of girls, so Lin Li merely grinned.
"Very good, Little