As soon as Nathan Moore left, Felix Shaw hurriedly leaned in to Evander Lancaster to gossip, "Little bro, come on, how did sister-in-law get hurt this time?"
Evander Lancaster took a drag of his cigarette and glanced at him indifferently, "Hip dislocation, I don’t know how Titus Zane managed that."
Men who have never been with a woman, to them Titus Zane’s injury is a total mystery.
Felix Shaw smirked lewdly and exhaled smoke towards him, winking his peach blossom eyes, "That you don’t understand. It must be Titus Zane teaching her to attempt some difficult moves. Sister-in-law hasn’t practiced yoga or dance, her flexibility isn’t up to it!"
Speaking of which, Felix Shaw became proud, "Unlike my Sophie, professionally trained in dance, she can handle any difficult moves."
"Bullshit," Evander Lancaster snorted in disbelief. Felix Shaw was unhappy and with widened peach blossom eyes retorted, "Don’t believe it? Ask the eldest brother if he doesn’t also like Sophie doing splits!"
"Get out of here!"
Nicholas Croft laughed and threw a cigarette pack onto Felix Shaw’s forehead, "How did Sophie come into our conversation again?"
"See?" Felix Shaw adjusted the fallen cigarette pack on the poker table, looking at Evander Lancaster, "The eldest brother admitted it!"
Evander Lancaster, skeptical all along, turned to Nicholas Croft, "Big bro, really?"
Nicholas Croft took a drag, a slight curve appeared on his lips, "Hmm, possibly."
Evander Lancaster...
"That’s so perverted..." A woman doing the splits while enduring a man’s thrusts; that must hurt a lot...
"That’s what you don’t understand!" Felix Shaw took a proud puff of his cigarette, his face expressing lingering excitement, "The more difficult the move, the more thrilling it feels to men," he turned to Nicholas Croft and asked, "Big bro, am I right?"
Nicholas Croft just smiled faintly and didn’t say much, but it was apparent, he had the same view as Felix Shaw.
Capturing their expressions, Evander Lancaster disdainfully curled his lips, "All of you are pretty twisted," leaning back in his chair and took another drag, continuing his rant, "I can understand you two being twisted, one is a playboy, the other is covertly lecherous," as he said this, Evander Lancaster propped himself up and leaned on the poker table, "How could Titus Zane, such a refined man, be like this too? Isn’t he supposed to be abstinent?"
"Bullshit!" Felix Shaw spat disdainfully, "There’s no such thing as truly abstinent men; those so-called abstinent men are either impotent or ascetic in public but lascivious in private!"
After saying that, he added another line, "I think Titus Zane is the latter, seeing how he rushed off just now, he must be going home to trouble sister-in-law again."
"Sigh," Evander Lancaster shook his head and sighed, "He can’t trouble her for now."
"How can he not? Little bro, tell me, sister-in-law only dislocated her hip, right? It’s just a misunderstanding..."
Seeing Felix Shaw’s eager face, Evander Lancaster didn’t respond. How could he gossip about something so disgraceful as domestic violence from Titus Zane to his sister-in-law? Seeing the difficulty on Evander Lancaster’s face, Felix Shaw’s eyebrows raised, and while smiling his lips hooked, "Could it be our second brother was too fierce and hurt sister-in-law?"
"Damn! Third bro, what the hell are you thinking!" Evander Lancaster couldn’t comprehend Felix Shaw’s "brilliant intelligence", Titus Zane obviously injured his sister-in-law’s forehead, and yet he interpreted it differently.
Unconcerned, Felix Shaw blew out a puff of smoke, "What’s so difficult about that? It’s common for a man, when aroused and excited, to inadvertently hurt a woman."
After saying that, quite proud of himself, he took another drag and looked towards Nicholas Croft, "Big brother, have you ever hurt Sophie?"