Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family

Chapter 111: What's Too Slow

"Ah, our old Qi is too slow," Sheng Mumu complained discontentedly as she tapped her chin with her finger and started to grumble:

"Last time, it took him so long to finish and he just wouldn't come out."

"Dragging his feet."

Su Tingran, Mrs. Qian, and Mrs. Sun were completely confused.

Their faces grew redder and redder as they listened.

Was this the part they could hear without having to pay?

What's too slow?

What took so long?

Even with the rich experience of these three married women, they were still shocked by Sheng Mumu's "bold remarks."

Su Tingran tugged at Sheng Mumu's clothes and politely coughed.

"Mumu, okay, okay, it's still daytime now."

Sheng Mumu looked over in puzzlement and asked uncomprehendingly: "Huh? You can't say this during the day?"

"Oh my!" Mrs. Qian glared reproachfully at Su Tingran. "Mrs. Sun and I are both mothers. We won't be choked to death by dog food. Go on, keep talking."

Mrs. Sun chimed in, "That's right, that's right. Mrs. Qi, tell us more."

Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Sun sang in chorus.

They left Sheng Mumu completely confused.

It seemed she didn't quite understand what they were talking about.

When had she lost track of their conversation?

Two pairs of expectant, story-hungry eyes stared at her.

She finally belatedly asked:

"I was talking about shaving. What did you think I meant?"

Mrs. Qian: "............"

Mrs. Sun: "Shaving?"

Mrs. Qian: "Shaving is too slow?"

Mrs. Sun: "It took so long to finish?"

Mrs. Qian: "Wouldn't come out? Does that mean he couldn't get out of the bathroom?"

Sheng Mumu blinked her limpid eyes, her long lashes fluttering. "Yeah, didn't I just tap my chin earlier? I meant shaving. Did my gesture not come across clearly enough, or is my ability to...express myself a bit lacking?"

Mrs. Qian took a deep breath and patted her shoulder. "No, Mrs. Qi, it's not your problem, it's our problem."

Mrs. Sun pulled up the corners of her mouth in a smile. "Yes, there was a deviation in our understanding."

Sheng Mumu was still completely confused. "What did you think I meant? Eating too slowly?"

"Pfft~" Su Tingran covered her mouth and laughed. This was the Mumu she knew all right.

It wasn't until the four women had finished their essential oil spa and Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Qian left early to pick up their kids from school that Su Tingran told Sheng Mumu about their "mistaken understanding."

Sheng Mumu's face instantly turned red and she stammered as she spoke.

"This, I...he...I..."

She could swear to the heavens.

She really didn't have the slightest intention of alluding to bedroom talk.

Just then, her phone buzzed twice.

Qi Mo: "[Picture]"

The photo showed a shirt laid out on the bed with two ties beside it, one patterned and the other a solid color.