"What's the difference between impotence and just not being able to get it up?"
Listening to the other party's tone, Huo Beichen immediately felt the urge to prank him a little, to trick him back for the mocking he just endured, "Haven't you heard of a strategy called the 'bitter meat trick'?"
"Bitter meat trick?"
Damn it, Nangong Ming really wanted to find a kitchen knife and go at it right then, to chop him up, "If you drink it yourself, it's called the bitter meat trick, Huo Beichen, is there something wrong with your brain?!"
This still seemed insufficient to express his anger at this moment, so he added, "Damn it, if you're going to drink it yourself, then drink it, but what the hell does it mean to deceive us into drinking it?!"
My God, such a professional scammer!
"Deceive you? Where did I deceive you? I haven't lied in a single word, if you don't drink, do you have a chance of getting hard?"
