"Come on, speak up, you can't just keep me hanging!" Yue Jinghua grew impatient as Qing Pu remained silent for quite some time.
The golden pupils of Qing Pu shimmered with flames, glowing as if they could light up, and after quite a while, he forced out a few words, "Spirit and body fusion."
"Spirit and body... fusion?" Yue Jinghua echoed, puzzled.
A suspicious blush crept across Qing Pu's face.
How can this woman be so oblivious to subtlety?
"Awooo, ugly, you're so dumb, it's just doing the deed," Color Worm lived up to its name, never one to miss out on a saucy topic.
"I see, that makes it easier then. There's still six months left; all we have to do is get big brother and Long Rui to tie the knot earlier, and once the rice is cooked, it's all set," Yue Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief, her face beaming with joy.
Qing Pu's expression, however, turned bizarre, "Woman, it seems you've forgotten, you yourself will be eighteen in seven months."
