"Go to hell!"
"Ouch!"
Qiao Yutong jabbed her elbow hard into Song Xiaodong's stomach.
"How about you don't move, and let me feel it through the swimsuit?" Qiao Yutong turned around, rubbing her hands together with anticipation as she faced Song Xiaodong.
"No way, my manhood is a Primordial Yang Treasure, it belongs to my wives. No one else can touch it. If you want to, you have to agree to be my wife." Song Xiaodong said to Qiao Yutong.
"Ridiculous, just touching it means I have to become your wife? How does that make sense?" Qiao Yutong argued with Song Xiaodong.
"We're not related, so why should I let you touch my private parts?" Song Xiaodong said, casting a sidelong glance at Qiao Yutong.
"You are my fling!" Qiao Yutong turned around and was about to make a move.
"Who's your fling? Don't latch onto me, nothing happened between us, not even a little spark. Who did anything with you?" Song Xiaodong said to Qiao Yutong.
