"You... If you want to lie down, then go ahead... I... I'm leaving anyway," Xiao Wuyue said before turning to leave.
She was infuriated. She hadn't even done anything, yet Xiao Qing was already thinking of offering herself up to Chen Yang. A surge of sour jealousy rose in her heart.
"Sigh, that girl is still too young," Xiao Qing murmured with a helpless smile. A woman who hasn't been through it simply can't understand Chen Yang's value. He's a treasure that every married woman dreams of, yet Xiao Wuyue doesn't cherish him. What a pity.
Xiao Qing cast one last, reluctant look at the intimate scene in the large room. Biting her lip to endure the slick, tingling sensation between her thighs, she finally moved to follow in Xiao Wuyue's footsteps.
Heh, none of you can escape.
