Wang Xiaoshuai was surprised. He had not expected Zhou Xiaoyun to suddenly start talking about such matters with him.
Earlier, when he had heard Zhou Xiaoyun talking about her first time with Zhao Youde, a surge of impulse came over him. He wanted to take Zhou Xiaoyun to that small room and have a go, to experience the pleasure that Zhao Youde must have felt back then.
There was no helping it; this woman was really beautiful!
Her figure was fiery—perky and firm—making one's heart itch as if scratched by a cat's paws.
What he hadn't expected was that Zhao Youde also had this hobby. After all, Loo Huishan's appraisal of Zhao Youde was positive, saying he only wanted a son to carry on his lineage, not that he was the type to sleep around because of a particular liking for women.
But nobody would believe such a tale!