At that moment, the five Lord Qus held themselves straighter than utility poles. If they stepped on their right feet with their left, they could have shot into the sky.
[What's going on?]
[Is there something wrong with the men of the Qu family?!]
Teng: Oh my, each of these five Lord Qus is straighter than the last. Which one of them has bent?
Wang Defa: Observe. Observe closely!
All five ramrod-straight Lord Qus had gone red in the face from holding their breath.
But a closer look revealed that Qu Huacan's face was abnormally red.
That night, Sister Ruan had thrown herself into his arms, her eyes brimming with affection.
They had sworn vows as enduring as mountains and seas, privately pledged themselves to each other for life, and basked in sweet, tender intimacy.
Add the wine and Sister Ruan's relentless teasing, and he had lost control in a moment of impulse. Then...
Who could have imagined it? Who could have imagined...
That what Sister Ruan whipped out would be bigger than his.
He had refused at first and struggled desperately, but Sister Ruan was not only bigger than him, but taller too. He couldn't break free, and with Sister Ruan coaxing him with sweet nothings, his resistance had turned halfhearted...
The word "tragic" couldn't begin to cover it.
And now General Jian was flogging his corpse in public. Was she trying to leave him no way to live?!
His most pressing task was to escape.
Qu Huacan straightened his back, ready to ride away.
Jian Ruonan poked her little head out of the window and called him back. "Lord Qu!"
Qu Huacan pretended not to hear.
There are so many Lord Qus here. She definitely doesn't mean me!
The surrounding Gossip Watchers said, "Lord Qu Huacan, General Jian