Lian Qiang was still a bit confused by his father's attitude, but Lian Qiang was naturally lustful, and now with two girls undressed on the bed, he decided not to think too much about it and just enjoy himself first.
Rushing to the bedroom, Lian Qiang joined the two girls in bed.
Lian Qianqiu sat in his bedroom for a long time, feeling uneasy, unsure if what Song Xiaodong said was true.
Lian Qiang finally came over, but his face didn't look good, which made Lian Qianqiu tense immediately.
"How was it?" Lian Qianqiu asked.
Lian Qiang coughed lightly and said, "Dad, why do you keep asking about this?"
Lian Qianqiu said angrily, "Nonsense, I'm asking you, was it working just now?"
Lian Qiang's mouth twitched, and he said, "Well... that guy messed with my mood, couldn't get it done."
"So it didn't work after all..." Lian Qianqiu slumped onto the sofa, his face ashen.
Lian Qiang asked puzzledly, "Dad, what's going on? Sometimes things just don't work out, right?"
