After struggling briefly, he finally nodded his head: "An old husband and a young wife, it's only natural."
Xiulan breathed a sigh of relief, but the delicate softness on her face had faded away, and though her voice was still soft and mushy, the corners of her mouth were already hooked up:
"You tell me, I am a woman as lovely as flowers and as graceful as jade, yet I spend every night watching over a dead man.
"No matter how I provoke him, he doesn't respond.
"How can I tolerate that?"
"Right! Nobody could tolerate that!"
Hu Sandao nodded vigorously.
"Then, big brother, are you... willing to keep me company tonight?"
Xiulan suddenly beckoned with a curl of her finger.
Hu Sandao hesitated slightly, then crawled to Xiulan's side:
"I, of course, am willing."
"Then... if I give myself to you, will you, from now on, treat me well?"
"Of course, I will take great care of you."
"Will you listen to what I say?"
"Listen, whatever you tell me to do, I'll obey."
