"I, I..." Tong Ran knew what he wanted to hear, she bit her lower lip, her sobbing almost softened the man's heart.
But instead of softening, Mo Nanjue wanted to hear her shout out loud, that numbing comfort that felt refreshing at the mere thought. He moved the showerhead forward once more, "You're not saying it, huh? Do I really need to toss you into the sink to be sprayed by the water column?"
"You—" Tong Ran's face turned a flushed red with anger, she was laughing and crying at the same time but happened to stumble, and it got to the point where she suspected she might go mad from it, "I'll call, I'll call..."
Mo Nanjue wasn't buying her act at all, and the showerhead in his hand didn't move away, "Shout it out!"
Tong Ran finally couldn't hold back anymore, a normal person just couldn't outlast a ~sex maniac, "Hus... husband..."
See, how pleasant it sounds.
Mo Nanjue kissed the back of her white hand, "Again."
"Husband..."
"Louder!"
