Chapter 686: Do You Smell Anything?

The flirtatious ghost added, "Look at this sleeping posture. It's obvious that he's been empty and lonely for too long."

George: "…"

The flirtatious ghost said, "But how did President Walton give birth to two sons back then? They even said something about IVF. Hehe… I really envy that test tube."

George: "…"

The flirtatious ghost said, "Of course, I don't believe what they say. Lucas is almost two years older than William. Did they use two test tubes? Sigh… I'm so envious of those two test tubes…"

George was speechless. The veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably. What the hell was this? Was it reliable?

George seemed to have thought of something and opened his eyes slightly. He looked down at the blanket in front of him. The color of the blanket could not be seen clearly in the dark, and he could only see a blurry outline. He had only seen a blurry outline back then too…