Chapter 271: The Severed Arm

Hearing this, Su Luo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Where else could his thoughts go?

Wasn't it thoughts of you, the person?

Or was it just thinking about your chest, your butt, or your long legs?

Su Luo couldn't help but laugh irritably.

But then, he suddenly realized that if it were the thoughts of an old lecher, it really wasn't impossible.

Just like sometimes when he missed Aunt Shen, he would also recall the crazy night they had shared in the hotel, her soft and slender waist, her fair long legs that would be too fat with just a bit more or too thin with just a bit less, her firm and tactile perky buttocks, and that...

No more thoughts about that.

Su Luo hurriedly stopped his train of thought.

Although he had already decided to be a scumbag and take responsibility for several women, he was still talking to An Ran at the moment, yet his mind was on Aunt Shen, which was just too scummy.

He couldn't even stand it himself.