"Making babies?" he muttered back, his deep, raspy chuckle vibrating heavily against her rubbing breasts.
"Wanru... do you even understand the weight of what you are asking from this old man?"
Hearing his raspy excuse, Wanru let out a soft, giggling purr.
She boldly reached up, her delicate fingers lightly tracing his jawline.
"You keep calling yourself an 'old man,' Senior Mo," she whispered, her thumb gently tracing his strong jawline.
"But you and I both know you don't look old at all. You are young, incredibly handsome, and your body is stronger than any arrogant young master in this entire province."
Shen Yu's eyes gleamed dangerously.
"Is that so?"
Wanru nodded eagerly, pressing her soft, yielding body even tighter against his slender frame.
"It is. Do you know... before you arrived, I was slated to be married off to the young master of the Ge Clan. He is a disgusting, arrogant, fat pig. Just the thought of him touching me made my skin crawl."
