Mr. Liu placed the materials on the coffee table and sat on the sofa, feeling something poking her, took it out for a look——
Condom ×002 extra large, the silver cover eye-catching...
Qian awkwardly stuffed the small box quickly into her pocket, secretly cursing Yu Xiaoqiang several times.
It's all his fault for leaving these things everywhere. He was supposed to fill the house with romance, not condoms!
Mr. Liu's temples throbbed twice, pretended not to see, and pointed accusingly at Qian, calling her a little troublemaker. She had been busy gathering information about the competition for Qian in the past few days, and instead, Qian was stuck at home fooling around with these?
"Teacher, let me tell you a joke. What do you call the child of a small cannonball and a small steel egg? A small cannonball, haha~"
The final "ha ha" carried endless guilt and embarrassment.
Mr. Liu laughed out of frustration, "Thinking about having kids?"
