Xiao Qiao stroked her chin, her toes climbing up Lieutenant Commander Wesley's leg, teasing his calf, her eyes flirting, "This kind of thing is always enjoyable for men, yet you don't want a woman delivered to your door, what are you being so reserved about?"
"Playing the lute to a cow!" Wesley moved his leg away, Xiao Qiao's foot landed elsewhere, but she wasn't discouraged, persistently teasing him, "I'm so beautiful, you've already gotten hard, splendid scenery and good times shouldn't be wasted."
Lieutenant Commander Wesley raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "You've been unable to sleep with me for so long, do you feel regretful?"
Xiao Qiao nodded, indeed very regretful.
Wesley nodded, "It's good that you know regret, knowing regret, that's good."
What does that mean?
Xiao Qiao was slightly confused.
