He doesn't need to hold back, Cancan thought to herself.
But aloud, she said, "I hear you, Mom. But listen—you've been without it for so long, don't you ever get... restless down there?"
"Don't be crass!" Nuanyue's face burned even hotter, but her arousal had been fully stoked. She figured her daughter was a grown woman now; talking about these things wasn't the end of the world. "Of course I do sometimes. I'm not dead, and I'm at that age."
"I get it. They say a woman in her thirties is a wolf, and in her forties, she's a tiger," Cancan nodded, leading her deeper into the conversation. "Have you thought about finding a man? I wouldn't mind if you did."
"At my age? What's the point?" Nuanyue shook her head with a faint smile.
"What do you mean 'at your age'?" Cancan pressed. "You're barely forty. With your face and body, people would believe you're thirty in a heartbeat. If you wanted to, you could land an amazing man."
