At first, Su Li didn't understand what she meant.
'Didn't have "that"? What "that"?'
Su Li blinked. "What?"
Humiliation washed over Wu Xia's face, her complexion turning shades of red and white as she gritted her teeth and spoke.
"It's... that thing. The one... down there."
Wu Xia couldn't bring herself to say any more.
She looked as if she wished she could burrow into the ground. She bit her lip so hard it left a deep indentation, and her knuckles turned white from clenching her fists.
A flash of insight struck Su Li, and she suddenly understood.
"Are you saying Zou Liping has no male anatomy?"
Shock was written all over Su Li's face, but her tone became serious as she asked the question.
Seeing the expression on Su Li's face and hearing how clearly she'd phrased it, Wu Xia blushed but also relaxed a little. She mustered her courage and nodded.
"Yes, Cousin-in-law... he doesn't have... he doesn't have it."
