"Sister Ying, why aren't you coming in?!" Wang Xiaoyan didn't even look at Zhao Ying and turned back to her own room. As her protruding butt bounced here and there, Yang Ming's heart was also jumping here and there.
"I'm so sleepy. I can't even open my eyes..." Wang Xiaoyan slowly walked forward.
"Xiaoyan, why didn't you wear something at home?" Zhao Ying stomped anxiously. This Wang Xiaoyan was really careless. She didn't see a man standing right in front of her, and still bounced her butt looking so flirtatious.
Wang Xiaoyan staggered forward, "Sister Ying, it's already midnight. I'm going to sleep. What are clothes for? Besides, I'm not afraid to be looked at."
Zhao Ying thought, You're not afraid to be looked at by me, but there's still another person here! "Xiaoyan, my friend is here. If you're not afraid of being looked at, then so be it!"
