Yao Beikun suddenly had a realization, clapping his hands together, "A woman like my sister should just be dragged to bed and then moan and groan, bang bang bang. Let her drown under your dominance..."
"Pfft." Abiao spewed out all the alcohol he had just drunk.
Disgusted by Abiao's reaction, Yao Beikun frowned, "Could you be any more disgusting?"
"I just..." Abiao quickly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, "I just can't quite picture that scene."
"What's there to imagine? A woman is conquered by a man, isn't that in bed?! Speaking of which, Abiao, I've always thought you're sick. After all this time, it seems like you never sought out a woman?! Are you into men? Shit, don't tell me you've taken a fancy to me. With my tender skin and delicate flesh, being as pretty as a flower..." Yao Beikun's attention always shifted quickly.
Very quickly indeed.
Abiao rolled his eyes.
Xiao Ye seemed to have no desire to interrupt.
