Hearing that voice, Luo Qingli remembered the door was unlocked. The thought that Xu Yanran could burst in at any moment sent a wave of nervousness, shame, and excitement through her, making her body tremble. She quickly lowered her head, biting her red lips tightly. Propping herself up on the bed with her hands, she gasped for air silently.
Chen Xiao clearly felt the muscles in her legs twitching and spasming violently. A numbness shot through his own loins, and he, too, entered sage mode.
"Qingli? Are you asleep?" Xu Yanran raised her voice.
"Not yet, Aunt Xu. What brings you here?" Luo Qingli managed to reply, fighting the weakness in her body.
"I came to bring Chen Xiao some golden sore medicine," Xu Yanran said. "May I come in?"
CREAK!
The door opened a crack.
A chill shot through Luo Qingli's heart.
Even though I'm still dressed, our current position is just so…
