The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands

Lin Zaozao felt a little embarrassed and awkwardly glanced at Ji Fantian, who was standing by the bedside. She scratched her fingers and shyly turned her head away.

Heavens! She had broken two beds in one night. Her ability was truly too amazing.

However, it was also too f*cking awkward.

With her five husbands standing right in front of her, she had once again collapsed the bed. At this point, was there any face left for her to save?

"Lin Zaozao, we can have contact with you, but only limited to the fingers," Murong Hai said coldly.

"Limited to the fingers? What do you mean?" Lin Zaozao asked puzzledly.

"That means when we have to act intimate in front of others, I can only touch your fingers briefly to show affection. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Hahaha!" Lin Zaozao couldn't help but laugh coldly a few times.

She turned her head back and looked at Murong Hai's cold expression. Lin Zaozao's chest heaved up and down. She bit her lips and said speechlessly after a few moments.

"Murong Hai, aren't you getting a little too ahead of yourself? I didn't even think about directly consummating the marriage with you guys yet! I just wanted you to act a little more intimate when making contact in front of others..."

Lin Zaozao pouted her lips and gestured with her fingers. She then bit her lips and continued.

"Murong Hai, even if this lady has never eaten pork, she has at least seen pigs run before! I have never seen an affectionate married couple who only touch each other's fingers to show intimacy.

Are you going to tell me next that between married couples, to have a child, you just need to hook your fingers and then the child will appear in the woman's belly?"

"Lin Zaozao, this is the most I can do. If you don't agree, then the previous agreement is void."

"Fine! Consider the agreement void! If you don't agree, take your belongings now and f*ck off! If you can't even accomplish such a small matter, what f*cking use do I have for you?"

Most importantly, I can see but not eat, and especially not touch. What's the point? Lin Zaozao complained inwardly.

"Ahai, this is just a temporary measure. Don't take it too seriously. You have to remember that the past events are over. You need to move forward," Ji Fantian said, feeling Murong Hai's stubborn attitude.

"No, we can only briefly touch fingers when showing intimacy," Murong Hai replied stubbornly with a red face.

"Touch one finger! Or when we have to act intimate in front of others, we can take off our shoes and touch toes! Does that work for you?"

"Taking off shoes in front of others is disgraceful!" Murong Hai retorted unkindly.

"Disgraceful my a*s! This lady right here is just a country bumpkin without any decent upbringing or sophistication whatsoever. What f*cking use is sophistication and face? To be frank, sophistication...I have never even seen such a thing from childhood to adulthood!"

Hearing Lin Zaozao's righteous refutes made Murong Hai's brows furrow even deeper.

Seeing Murong Hai's forehead creased enough to crush mosquitoes, Lin Zaozao bit her lip again, glared her eyes, and was about to make Murong Hai piss off, when Gu Shan, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke.

"Zaozao, I'm willing to cooperate with you. I can act very intimate with you in front of others. So stop bothering about Murong Hai. He...has difficulties."

"Difficulties?"

Lin Zaozao looked up and down the tall and sturdy Murong Hai, and her gaze subconsciously shifted to his lower body. She asked suspiciously,

"Difficulties? Can he not perform?"

"Lin Zaozao!" Murong Hai shouted.

"Hey, hey! Don't shout, your voice is deafening me. You look so angry, which means you can perform."

Lin Zaozao looked up at Murong Hai again carefully and asked in a trembling voice,

"Able to perform, yet you don't want to get intimate with a full-fledged great beauty like me. Oh I see! Murong Hai, you actually like men!"

As soon as Lin Zaozao finished, Ji Fantian and the rest couldn't help but burst out laughing.

What in the world was going on in this fat girl Lin Zaozao's brain? She was able to twist such a small matter so out of proportion.

First it was about not being able to perform, and then it was liking men. If they let her continue spouting nonsense, who knows what kind of absurd things would come out from her mouth!

Hearing Ji Fantian and the others laughing, Murong Hai got embarrassed and furious. He strode forward, wanting to grab Lin Zaozao to see what exactly she was thinking in that brain of hers.

Seeing Murong Hai's furious momentum, Lin Zaozao immediately pulled Gu Shan's hand and pleaded for help.

"Gu Shan, save me! That crippled Murong Hai wants to abuse me!"

"Murong Hai!"

Gu Shan held Lin Zaozao's chubby hand and gently called out Murong Hai's name.

With just that soft call from Gu Shan, Murong Hai was actually able to restrain his anger and turned away stubbornly.

Lin Zaozao turned her head back and looked at Gu Shan's clear and cold eyes. At that moment, amidst the surprise at Gu Shan's identity, her heart involuntarily softened.

Men who protect their wives are so f*cking handsome!

Especially men who protect an alluring wife like her, they are extra handsome!

Oh well, she didn't plan on getting intimate with Murong Hai in the first place. Her actions earlier were purely to disgust him and cover up for the system on her body.

Now that Gu Shan had pleaded for him, she should also tactfully take the olive branch. She better not truly anger this Buddha-like Murong Hai, in case he decides to crush her in one snap.

Just the imposing aura from angry Murong Hai was frightening enough.

"Fine fine! Murong Hai, when we have to act intimate in the future, we will only briefly touch fingers and do nothing else."

Damn, if not for needing to cure her poison, this lady wouldn't even be bothered to touch toes with you!

It wasn't as if there was a lack of men in this world for her to absolutely need them. The system only mentioned transferring afflictions, and not that she definitely had to transfer the afflictions of these five unfortunate husbands of hers!

Speaking of which, could she not transfer other people's afflictions too? Helping others transfer afflictions, she might even earn some silvers to spend!

Come daybreak tomorrow, she would pack up and head to town to utilize the system and perform.

She refused to believe that with such a fortuitous ability to transfer afflictions, she would still starve to death.