Huang Yueli really wanted to grab Little Wang Cai and smack his butt, and then make Li Moying kneel on the washboard for an entire day and night.
Unfortunately, now was not the time.
The two guards in the courtyard had already walked down the corridor and were only a few metres away from the door.
However, they were obviously afraid of the people in the room. After approaching, they stopped. Both of them held their breaths, obviously pricking up their ears, trying to hear clearly what was going on in the room.
Realizing this, Huang Yueli naturally wouldn't continue.
However, the breath in Li Moying's body became more and more chaotic.
The sweat on his forehead kept coming out, one drop after another, soaking a large area of the pillow.
Even though he couldn't move, Huang Yueli could clearly feel how severe pain he was enduring right now.
