"Ahem," Ivy Miller felt a bit awkward, the topic seemed to have jumped too quickly.
How did it suddenly become about whether an older man can satisfy a young girl?
"Ahem what?"
"Uncle, you did pretty well last night. I'll give you... eighty points."
"Why, is that twenty points dissatisfaction?" Eighty points seemed too low for him.
"I... only have this one time in my life, no point of reference.
I'll see your performance in the future, those twenty points are left for your growth potential."
Henry Sullivan suddenly found it quite amusing, discussing such a topic with a mid-twenty-something girl.
The point is, neither of them felt it was awkward.
Has he been infected by her?
"By the way, Uncle, this morning after I came back, I sold another treasure.
I discovered that your place really is prosperous for my business."
Henry Sullivan frowned: "Don't expect me to accompany you again, you should stop this business soon, I don't care if you have integrity or not."
