Qi Longbing listened and squinted. "What do you mean by… 'waste fluid expelled by a man'?"
Hua Xiaomo looked at him. What was this guy getting at, huh? Hadn't he ever had a biology class?
She adjusted her tone and chuckled lightly. "From an aesthetic perspective, this expelled waste fluid is a complex mixture of chemical elements. If President Qi doesn't quite understand, I suggest you look it up online."
"And if you have any further doubts, you can look it up online again. There's a wide variety of answers there, sure to satisfy all of President Qi's curiosity and penchant for the unusual."
After Hua Xiaomo's lengthy explanation, Qi Longbing's lips curled slightly.
He had really found himself a bizarre woman! Her train of thought seemed so uniquely different.
He couldn't help but stare at this "rare flower" for so long that the woman's soft, slender hands fluttered before his eyes.
