"When have I ever not been vigorous?"
Yang Fan shouted, and slapped his hand on those elastic buttocks with a smack.
"Ah..."
Fan Sisi squealed softly and giggled, "What I mean is you were so drunk yet still so fierce. When you came back, your whole body was limp; it was Grandpa, the innkeeper, and I who helped you inside. Who knew that when it came to doing the deed, you were so normal and... impressive."
"Oh, and the most amazing thing is, you even sent me a message."
"Ah? I sent a message? Damn, how did I manage that?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.
This sounds a bit scary.
Fan Sisi chuckled, "I want to know, too. We were supposed to each have our own room, and since Grandpa was here, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to stay with you, so I took another room. Just after I freshened up and lay down, I saw the message you sent me. Moreover, there were no typos or misused punctuation marks."
