Ah, how overbearing!
Tao Yaoyao glared at him fiercely and said sarcastically, “Stop feeling so smug about yourself. Your figure is average at most.”
Telling lies in order to save face was worthy of forgiveness.
Sorry, but despite his hunky figure, the owner of the body was too tsundere. Tsundere people needed to be dissed in moderation.
Feng Zhuo appeared indifferent to what she had said, and he replied mischievously, “First of all, wipe the saliva off your face before saying these things, and the effect would be better.”
Tao Yaoyao almost choked to death on her own saliva when she heard him say this.
Embarrassed, her face flushed again. She picked up the pillow and threw it at Feng Zhuo.
Feng Zhuo let himself get hit. “If you continue to be so dirty, you will be thrown out.”
“Whatever, all you know how to do is to bully me anyway.” As she said this angrily, Tao Yaoyao took her pajamas and her phone and went into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Tao Yaoyao used her phone to scroll through Weibo.
She specifically used the account reserved for scrolling through posts about her idol Li Qingge, and she posted a Weibo: Sleeping in the same bed as my husband for the first time, kinda nervous, what should I do, please help me, waiting online, urgent!
Very few of her acquaintances knew about this Weibo account. Even if they did, they had extremely great relationships, and they liked Li Qingge’s songs as well. They didn’t know her family or friends in real life.
Therefore, she felt bold and didn’t worry about asking directly.
After the previous reply from Xiao Wang, her Weibo followers had increased a lot. As soon as she posted on Weibo, there were a lot of comments immediately.
Most of them were asking things like: Are you actually married? Is today your wedding night in the bridal chamber?
Of course, there were also people who gagged and blabbered nonsense.
Few of them actually gave any advice, and none of them were useful.
When Tao Yaoyao was about to put down her phone, a WeChat private message notification popped up. She clicked on it and found that it was Xiao Wang.
“Why be so nervous about sleeping in the same bed, unless you want to pounce on him?”— by Xiao Wang.
Tao Yaoyao was surprised. Why did this Xiao Wang send her a private message? Why, why, why? She asked herself three times about this thing that she couldn’t understand.
Did that Xiao Wang have X-ray vision? He’d actually read her thoughts through Weibo?
But she would never admit it.
She quickly typed a sentence and replied to Xiao Wang. “He is my husband, do I need to pounce on him? We did it long ago.”
“Really?”— by Xiao Wang.
The tone of disbelief, ridicule, and contempt made Tao Yaoyao think of her contract husband, Feng Zhuo.
Such an enchanting evildoer like Feng Zhuo treating her this way was already bad enough, but now that irritating Xiao Wang was daring to provoke her as well? She was ready to kill him.
Tao Yaoyao quickly replied, “Of course we did!”
“What was the duration and frequency?”— by Xiao Wang.
Tao Yaoyao froze for a while before she understood what Xiao Wang had asked.
She blushed and replied, “What’s up with you? My husband is amazing at s*x anyway. We’re at it seven times per night.”
“Seven times per night? Even if he could do it, you definitely wouldn’t be able to stand it.”— by Xiao Wang.
The corners of Tao Yaoyao’s mouth twitched. Thinking about how to respond, she bit her fingers. Suddenly, she was depressed. Why did she have to reply to an unknown and inexplicably boring person? What was there to talk about with him? And…to talk about in such depth.
Not only did she stop talking, Tao Yaoyao also blocked Xiao Wang.
After a while, Feng Zhuo’s voice sounded from outside the bathroom, “Tao Yaoyao, did you fall into the drain?”
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P.S.: Ha, ha, ha, someone got angry after being blacklisted.