Ruan Yang, Go On. At Most, We'll All Die Here Together

Duoyao and Guan Ying exchanged glances and they got a little excited. Duoyao seemed exceptionally excited. "Ruan Yang, don't tell me you're pregnant?"

"I'm not." Ruan Yang smiled.

"Then why aren't you drinking?" Duoyao pouted. She was excited for nothing.

Changqing curled her lips up. She was experienced, after all, so she could tell very quickly. "Is it because you two… didn't take any preventive measures so you're afraid you might be pregnant?"

Ruan Yang's face heated up but she still nodded.

"Wow, then there might be a tiny little seed in you right now." Duoyao sighed. "It looks like I'm destined to be last."

"Haha. Didn't Brother Molun shoot through the condom?" Changqing laughed dirtily.

Guan Ying almost spat out the wine in her mouth. "Changqing, you're getting dirtier and dirtier."

"How sinister." Duoyao rolled her eyes at her.