Wang Yue had already achieved his goal and saw no need to pretend any longer. He nodded and said with a smile, "Auntie, you're really clever. I actually already have a woman."
"Who is it? Do I know her?" Wang Yuyao asked, curious.
"It's someone I know well—my personal maid, Li Menglan," Wang Yue replied frankly.
"Just her alone?" Wang Yuyao didn't believe it. This guy was considered somewhat experienced—how could he have mastered it with just one woman?
"Really, just her. No other maids, and no women outside," Wang Yue said, and this wasn't a lie.
"Good boy, then tell me—whose vagina is more comfortable, Auntie's or that little Menglan's?" Wang Yuyao asked, laughing flirtatiously.
Wang Yue was at a loss. Why did women always like to compare things like this?
