Mu Anhan was drinking from a bottle of milk when she saw the message Xue Xiangtong sent and almost spat it out.
This girl, always saying shocking things!
Mu Anhan retorted to her: [You don't even have a husband, how do you know this?]
[Hahaha, I heard it from a colleague in the anti-prostitution unit. They caught some women deeply involved, who said it gets bigger from too much kneading.]
Mu Anhan: [...] It actually sounds somewhat factual.
Xue Xiangtong: [Han Han, have you two really not done the deed again after that hotel incident four years ago?]
[Of course we have.]
[Yeah, right, you're lying. If you had, how come you're still like a bun?]
What kind of god-like logic is this? Mu Anhan was speechless.
Her other phone rang; it was a number from the Divine Doctor.
Tang Haolang called: "Divine Doctor, I wanted to ask, did you drive away my sports car?"
He didn't have so much money to switch sports cars every day, and that red one was his favorite!
