Huo Jingting answered seriously, "Physical compensation, one hundred thousand per time."
Gu Nanqiao calculated, "Twelve times in one night, and you would be exhausted."
"No problem," he laughed, "I can pay in installments..."
He was made of carbohydrates, not a god; even with great stamina, it's impossible for him to manage twelve times a night, but gradually adding up was feasible.
Huo Jingting picked up the freshly poured glass of red wine and handed it to her. Gu Nanqiao glanced at it, "What's this for?"
"To bolster your courage."
Gu Nanqiao reached out to take it, just about to drink, when he reminded her, "Just a sip will do, your period hasn't ended yet, don't drink too much."
She hadn't planned on drinking a lot, so she took a small sip and handed it back.
Huo Jingting took the wine glass, tilted his head back to drink it all, his Adam's apple lightly rolling as he swallowed, "Have some confidence in yourself."
