Chapter 229: Spitting Blood Three Liters (Part 4)

"...Get lost." Shen Songming squeezed the word out through clenched teeth.

Ji Bingchu saw he was about to explode and quickly added, "Don't you just want a wife who's like a man? Except for actually being a man, I meet all your criteria! The only thing is I can't have kids, but there are solutions to the kid issue! Anyway, we've already cooked the rice; why not give it a shot and try living together?"

Shen Songming's rage turned into a laugh, "Try my ass! And don't say I wouldn't find a man, but even if I did, it wouldn't be you, you promiscuous stud!"

Ji Bingchu's expression stiffened, and he let go, looking at him with a somewhat pitiful gaze, shooting him a look of grievance, "I've kept myself pure for so many years, otherwise, I wouldn't have... on my first try yesterday."

"Shut up!" Shen Songming was almost fainting with anger.