Chapter 270 How Can You Believe It
Zhang Shouchun walked towards Wang Deming in high heels, her fingers gently resting on his collarbone and gently stroking his Adam's apple, causing him to get goose bumps.
"What do you say?"

The voice she spoke was somewhat inconsistent with her exquisite appearance, a little rough and a little hoarse, which seemed particularly seductive in this environment.

Zhang Shouchun went around to Wang Deming's back and pushed him gently.

Wang Deming cooperated and walked forward, pushing himself and taking two steps at a time, until he walked in front of Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu.

Zhang Shouchun hugged Wang Deming's neck from behind, tilted his head back and licked his earlobe; he raised his legs and gently rubbed the inside of his thighs, while winking at Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu.

Although he was wearing pants, he could still fully feel the silkiness, softness and elasticity of the stockings.

"Gulp" Wang Deming swallowed hard, his body shaking slightly involuntarily. He seemed to hear the sound of a gun's safety being taken off and the gun being loaded "click" in his ears.

Jin Yuqing's face was blushing like a piece of red silk. She gently lifted her hand to remove the strap on one side of her shoulder and placed it on the front hemisphere of her chest. Then she raised her hand to touch his face, slowly slid down, and unbuttoned the first button on his chest. The second one.

Qin Huairu took a deep breath, quickly unbuttoned the bow and the low-cut round neckline, straightened her back to make her chest look more upright and reveal more whiteness on her chest, then took one of Wang Deming's hands, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and pressed it to her chest, pressing it against her skin.

Wang Deming took a breath of cold air, his body trembled even more violently, and his hips kept twisting back and forth. Why did his underwear feel so tight today? It was so tight that he wanted to pull his hand back to adjust the angle or let the underwear breathe.

But Qin Huairu held on hard, not letting his hand leave.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
Wang Deming was breathing heavily, his face was red, sweat was dripping from his forehead, his mouth was dry, and he said tremblingly: "Do you know who I am? I am a candidate for the party! I will never give in!"

"Is it?"

Zhang Shouchun was like an alluring beautiful snake, coiling around him, licking his earlobes, kissing the back of his neck, and slowly inserting one hand into the shirt on his chest, down, down.

Jin Yuqing nodded slightly, not daring to look into his eyes. Her ears were as red as a blooming red rose. She cooperated tremblingly as she removed the only remaining strap on one shoulder.

That skin, which was as smooth as cream, looked even more delicate under the warm light of the incandescent lamp, which fully embodied the term "white jade beauty". The hand that stayed on his chest kept patrolling his chest, and after teasing his XX from time to time, it also went down, down.

Qin Huairu's eyebrows were full of affection, as beautiful as peach blossoms, and sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. She took another deep breath and continued to unbutton her chest. She closed her eyes and pressed Wang Deming's hand down, down.
Tolerable or unbearable!
I give you some color, and you open a dyeing factory?

The power came from his feet. Wang Deming shook his arms and was about to move when he heard Zhang Shouchun biting his ear gently, "Don't forget our agreement. You are not allowed to use force in the pleasure of thrush painting!"

"Otherwise, we sisters won't follow you at the same time."

Damn it! This is a threat, a naked threat!

What if I'm a vegetarian?
"Tell me, what on earth are you guys trying to do by doing this tonight?"

He paused, his eyes flickering between Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu, then suddenly changed the subject, his voice also becoming erratic, "I will definitely agree to anything I can agree to!"

"It's very simple." Zhang Shouchun's hand continued to move on his chest, and he said slowly: "We want you to go to Dr. Lin Qiaozhi of Union Hospital for a male reproductive examination." "That's it?"

"Do you agree?" Not only Zhang Shouchun, but Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu also looked at Wang Deming in surprise.

Although there has been a strong campaign to liberate women and improve their status since liberation, women can still do it. And the Women's Federation President emphasized when formulating the Marriage Law that as long as a woman files for divorce, the civil affairs department must handle it.

Insisting on not setting a cool-off period for divorces and obtaining the man's consent, the leaders are worried that some cadres who still have feudal ideas will turn a blind eye to the suffering of women.
Male chauvinism was a derogatory term in the past, but in this era, it is just a neutral term that is deeply rooted in people's minds.
Especially when society generally puts all the blame for not being able to have children or sons on women.

It is conceivable how much psychological pressure Zhang Shouchun and his daughters had to endure when they had to ask their husband to undergo a reproductive examination to check whether the reason for their inability to have children was due to the man himself.

Today, under the guidance of Diana's short film, Zhang Shouchun and the other girls tried their best to perform all kinds of disgusting movements and postures, but they were actually shaking with nervousness.

I was especially worried that Wang Deming would get angry after hearing this request.
"I thought it was a big deal. Come down quickly. I need to change my clothes. I'm being strangled!" Wang Deming pulled back his hands and pulled Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing's hands out of his shirt.

Zhang Shouchun still held him tightly, raised his eyebrows proudly at Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu, and silently conveyed to them with his mouth: My method works, right?
"Are you sure you agree to go? I won't regret it, otherwise..."

Wang Deming rolled his eyes and patted Zhang Shouchun's arm. "What's the big deal? I'm a doctor myself. Although I mainly practice Chinese medicine, I understand Western medicine. I've done this examination on myself!"

"what"

Zhang Shouchun was so frightened that he jumped off him. Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu, who were putting on their clothes, also stopped and looked at Wang Deming in amazement.

Zhang Shouchun walked around to Wang Deming in two quick steps, almost breaking her high heels, and asked anxiously, "What's the result?"

"Of course it can't be better." Wang Deming rolled his eyes again.

Since returning home tonight, he has rolled his eyes so many times that he can't even count them. He's really tired.
Zhang Shouchun exchanged glances with Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu, then turned around and asked, "Then why can't we get pregnant?"

Wang Deming shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and said, "I'm a doctor. How do I calculate a woman's ovulation period? How do I calculate the safe period? How do I prevent pregnancy? I know much more than you do!"

"I've been telling you guys that we should wait and see before having kids. I've told you guys many times that I'm not sure about the situation next year, so I want to see how it goes."

"Without the burden of children, it's easier for us to do anything."

"How can a child be a burden?" Zhang Shouchun was so anxious that tears were about to fall out. Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu also looked like they were about to shed tears. "Do you know that we have been married for so many years, and our stomachs have always been flat. We can't even lift our heads?"

"You're not lying to us, are you?"

"Then how can you believe it?"

(End of this chapter)