"I certainly do," Nangong Jin replied, licking his lips quite honestly, then shamelessly said, "Wife, I'm a man."
Di Jinxuan blushed and gave him a sidelong glance, "Just because you're a man, you can get... randy just like that?"
We're still on the street, dang it!
Even if the car windows are up, you can still be seen, okay!
"Then let's get... randy when we get home tonight," Nangong Jin suggested with a raise of his eyebrows, sitting back down in his seat with an all-too-serious proposal.
Di Jinxuan huffed and chose to ignore him.
He talked to himself, driving and prattling on, "Seriously, wife, I just want to touch a little bit."
"Tonight, you let me touch, and I won't do anything else, I swear on the dog's life!"
Di Jinxuan couldn't help but reach out to pinch him; Nangong Jin laughed, "Really, wife, 'ey, a touch is nothing, won't lose a piece of flesh!"
Christ, this guy's excuses sure are plentiful.
