"Alright, now's the time!"
Zhao Tienan heard the rapid, breathless sounds from within growing more and more intense, signaling that Bian Le had reached a near-breaking point under his caresses.
This was the moment he had been waiting for.
In the next second, Zhao Tienan abruptly stood up and quickly ran to the door.
"Thud, thud, thud..."
He knocked on the door directly, a schadenfreude smile curling at his lips.
"Who is it?"
Bian Le, startled by the sudden knocking, was instantly taken aback. On the verge of climax, her body was now completely thrown off balance.
The sensation was somewhat like the legendary notion of losing control, and it was impossibly uncomfortable.
"Oh, Doctor Bian, it's me, Zhao Tienan!"
Zhao Tienan struggled to hold back a laugh, internally reveling in wicked amusement, his grin harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.
"Zhao Tienan?"
"Are you insane? What time is it? You, a grown man, knocking on my door like this—have you no shame?"
