บท 1417: Do You Want Another Slap?

Bite marks, scratches and curious blotches of slobby liquid were strewn all over the pillar. There was even a hole the size of a finger, covered in a strange, sticky fluid. 

"I... I dare not tell you."

Old Meng looked down at the floor.

"My Old Meng, you watched me grow up. After all this time... there's been no inhibitions between us! No matter what you say, I won't blame you, eh?" Ximen Dingjun said.

"Oh? Hmm... If that's the case, then I will tell you." Old Meng gulped. "That pillar is your beautiful woman."

"What? The pillar is a woman? Old Meng, are you alright? This joke is not funny at all!"

Ximen Dingjun frowned.

"I'm not joking," said Old Meng. "You were hugging and humping that pillar the whole night."

"What?! I humped the pillar the whole night? Why did that happen?"