However, this time luck in the card game seemed to be against him. Wei Zhan lost five rounds in a row, stripping to nothing more than his underpants.
Yingbao glanced at his underpants, pondering whether to have another round.
Wei Zhan also noticed his wife's gaze. His face turned as red as a monkey's butt, and he rushed to cross his legs, kneeling on the side of the bed.
"No more." He said, feeling upset as he put away the cards. Then he stared at Yingbao blankly.
"Wife, we haven't consummated our marriage yet."
Yingbao blinked: "You want to consummate it now?"
Wei Zhan nodded his head.
Yingbao, "But it's daytime, speaking silver is not proper in broad daylight."
Wei Zhan looked at his wife with aggrieved eyes, "We are husband and wife now."
Yingbao thought for a moment, "Alright then."
Anyway, they had to consummate their marriage sooner or later, doing it in the daytime didn't make any difference.