Having said that, Lu Yumei turned around and left.
Liu Zhizhong watched her fiery Shadow, those white and delicate legs swinging tantalizingly under the towel, her twisted slender waist, and plump perky buttocks. A surge of heat rolled in his lower abdomen, almost losing control.
However, he coolly said, "Using the matter of having children to mock me probably doesn't hold much meaning, right? If your daughter would properly sleep with me, I can guarantee a whole bunch of children."
On the spot, Lu Yumei turned back by a cluster of beautiful rose bushes, sized up Liu Zhizhong from head to toe, and sneered coldly, "Haven't I allowed you to sleep before? My Yan'er is so beautiful, you've slept with her for several years, you should be content. It's your own lack of ability, whom are you to blame? In the future, you won't have a chance since Yan'er will definitely divorce you, and I don't want to be the grandmother to a Liu-surnamed child either!"