He grinned wickedly and emphasized his words, "Hurry up and answer my question. If you satisfy me, I'll make sure you're thoroughly pleased later."
"I promise you'll be screaming in ecstasy."
Hearing such a promise from Chen An, Wang Ping's face was a struggle. She bit her lip shyly and then whimpered softly.
"You filthy man, why are you so weird today, always asking such embarrassing questions? Since you want to know, I'll tell you."
"You are so much better than that useless husband of mine, he can't even compare to you."
Hearing the answer he had hoped for from Wang Ping's mouth, Chen An's heart blossomed with joy.
"Haha, really? How much better exactly?"
Hearing Chen An ask again, Wang Ping, who had just shyly lowered her head, pouted and looked up at him with mock annoyance.
Then, like a bashful young wife, she quickly lowered her head again.