Her words were bold and uninhibited, yet Chen Feiyu’s expression turned peculiar.
Kidney deficiency?
Chen Feiyu recalled how Zhou Ruohua had been panting for breath just moments ago; if he suffered from kidney deficiency, there wouldn’t be a single man on earth with healthy kidneys.
"Come on, you aren't actually suffering from kidney deficiency, are you?" He Xianglin asked excitedly. Seeing Chen Feiyu silent, she assumed she had hit the mark.
"Men are creatures that cannot endure provocation. Since you’re provoking me like this, shall we find a hotel room and battle for three hundred rounds so you can verify it yourself?" Chen Feiyu’s burning gaze wandered wantonly over He Xianglin’s delicate frame, but he immediately shook his head and added, "Actually, forget it. While your face is passable, your figure is a bit lacking. You don't feel right to the touch and fail to stir a man’s interest. Never mind, never mind."
Chapter 218