Tents...mmm, thrilling, but she just couldn't handle it.
Her legs inexplicably felt weak.
Yet Lu Xiao firmly gripped her waist with his large hand and lightly bit her lip.
"Ah..." Wen Xian was bitten and cried out in pain, before looking at him with a pitiful expression.
Lu Xiao stared intently at her, "You feel the pain now? Then you better explain to me, who else here is your man?"
Wen Xian: "..."
There, she knew he wouldn't let her off that easily.
She immediately responded with a tone of grievance, "You're even blaming others now, and it's your pesky admirers that caused this trouble. You expect your wife to clean up after you. If your wife doesn't get tougher, letting them know she's not to be trifled with, what if she keeps trying to seduce you?"
"So there are no other men?"
Lu Xiao asked.
Wen Xian laughed in exasperation, "Isn't that stating the obvious?"
Saying this, she couldn't help but quickly glance at a certain area on him and muttered softly:
