Li Meirong lifted one of her delicate eyebrows high up in response to Feng Huang's unexpected remark.
"You do?" Her tone evidently portrayed her disbelief.
"Sure I do!" Feng Huang chuckled with confidence, her heavy shell tilted left and right as her reptilian form shook with laughter. She answered, "This is not about your luck with men, it's about that prospective male of yours. He must have been unworthy! You already said he's a weakling, and since you're not that strong yourself, how will your future babies fare once they are born? I said to get a man who won't step all over you. I didn't say to hook up with a complete loser!
The Turtle Demoness talked like a mother educating her foolish young child and continued, stomping her stubby feet in the process, "Besides, he must have been terrible in bed for you to already have issues with him. Weak males don't know that they need to be a little aggressive to please their partner... Find a better one, I say. As for Chou, he's still a baby, and babies have temper tantrums. He will come around..."
Li Meirong's downcast expression disappeared altogether. She gave Feng Huang a dirty look and angrily threw the stick in her grasp aside. Her palms closed into fist shapes, itching to knock some sense into this overly imaginative turtle!
"You're completely wrong!" She spat the words out, "This is not at all what happened, and Senior Zhu is not a weakling and not a loser, he's just sick!" Her voice turned slightly wistful as she kept speaking, "He's strong in his own way and if anything, I probably don't deserve him, he really is perfect. He is kind and considerate, charming, humble, and knowledgable, a-and really handsome too."
Meanwhile, Feng Huang sneered at her foolish master. The girl didn't seem to know any better, yet she already sounded like a lovestruck fool. However, she didn't mention her opinion aloud and allowed Li Meirong to proceed with her ranting.
"Anyhow, we've… we've never actually gone that far ahead. It's probably my fault too. This is the second time he ditched me and this time, he disappeared right in the middle of-"
Li Meirong's pale cheeks heated up to a shade of an aged tomato as she willed herself to reveal what had happened, "-I-in the middle of, when we were about to…"
She hadn't managed to finish the sentence, but figured Feng Huang would be clever enough to guess at what she was trying to say, or so she thought.
The Turtle Demoness contemplated aloud, "So you feel sexually unsatisfied?"