Xiao Lang's hands were all over her body, and finally, it was time to get down to business.
Li Mingxi quickly grabbed his arm: "No, we can't do it directly!"
Xiao Lang was already sweating from holding back.
"Why not?"
"You need to wear a condom; I don't want to take pills."
Xiao Lang had never thought about this; in his mind, it would be best if she got pregnant.
But he knew Li Mingxi would never allow that.
He'd have to take his time with his plan...
Li Mingxi was very firm: "It's your responsibility. You can't make me take pills!"
Xiao Lang seriously wanted to curse. If he had known, he would have stocked up long ago.
That time when he bought them by mistake at the supermarket, he shouldn't have ripped them up in a fit of rage.
But Li Mingxi was right; it was his responsibility.
"Do you have any at home?" he asked her hoarsely.
Li Mingxi glared at him: "Do you think I would have any at home? Besides, I'm asking you—do you have any at home?"
"How could I have any?!"
