The Limits of Exhaustion? You Can't Wear Me Out!

Ye Siheng found the situation somewhat amusing and exasperating. After tidying up, he climbed onto the bed and wrapped his arms around Nanli's small waist from behind. With a hint of teasing and a slight threat, he said, "Let's see if you'll dare to make random pills again."

"..." Nanli was even more annoyed. She had meticulously crafted an entire course of the treatment, investing significant effort. Would all of that go to waste now?

After mulling it over, she asked, "Do you have any friends with, you know, dysfunction? We could sell the pills to them instead of wasting them."

Ye Siheng's mouth twitched slightly, "I don't think... I have such friends. Besides, men who have issues in that area wouldn't openly admit it."

"If they don't say it openly, they'll seek treatment in secret?" Nanli caught the critical point.

She sat up, suddenly excited.

Seeing her become so invigorated again, Ye Siheng wondered if he had let her off too easily earlier.