On the other side.
Shi Lingyan's phone rang on the bedside table, but there was no one in the room.
At this very moment, on the greyish-white bathroom wall, a pinkish-white body was pressed against it, Shi Mei's legs wrapped around the waist of the man in front of her, moaning as she writhed.
Shi Lingyan sucked on her lips, thrusting vigorously.
The sound of water mingled with intense noises, creating a small world within the bathroom.
Shi Mei had always had better hearing than most people. At this moment, holding him and tilting her face up, her mind was a whirl of confusion. In her stupor, she seemed to hear the ringing of a phone.
As she endured his roughness, intermittent sounds came from her throat, "Your... phone..."
Shi Lingyan bit down on her delicate skin, a crooked smile forming at the corner of his mouth, his voice low and husky, "Still have the mind to pay attention to something else? Seems like I'm not working hard enough."
