Seeing the slight fatigue in Luo Qingtong's eyes, Ye Qianming frowned slightly and unconsciously relaxed his muscles that had tensed up abruptly when this woman leaned close, allowing her to lean more comfortably.
Let it be a reward for this woman's good behavior at the moment!
Thinking so, he casually followed up on her words, asking, "Is that so? Why?"
This woman's thoughts are indeed peculiar, actually hoping that he would be weaker.
In this world where the strong are revered and the lives of the weak are as insignificant as ants, who wouldn't wish for themselves or their loved ones to be stronger?
Only then could they provide protection!
The men and women tirelessly trying to climb into Ye Qianming's bed are almost all drawn by his strength!
Without this strength, who knows how many of those who profess their love would remain.
Ye Qianming thought and sneered, but he became somewhat curious about Luo Qingtong's answer.
