"Hey Qiaoqiao, what are you... what are you doing..."
Zhu Yan stood bewildered in the living room, watching the back of Ye Qiao pulling Sun Zhe into a bedroom. Her raised hand froze in mid-air, words caught in her throat. Seconds later, she heard Ye Qiao's delicate moans coming from within.
"Honestly..." she sighed helplessly, a deep blush crawling across her pretty face. From sneaking around to being so blatant... It feels like the whole world has changed. Are the three of us going to live like this from now on? At that moment, her mind was a tangled mess. However, when she heard the cries from the room, she felt herself becoming infected by the atmosphere. Tossing all sense of morality to the back of her mind, all that remained was the deep-seated lust that had been stirred within her. Indeed, there are times when physiological urges far outweigh psychological reservations. And once a person's desire is stimulated to its peak, their thoughts truly become as primal as a beast's.
