"...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.