With their son's room just next door, she did not want her son to hear any impure noises. However quickly and early Ning Ning matured, Cheng Anya still saw him as a child.
"…!" Third Young Master Ye's tense body grounded against her soft body.
"Ye Chen, stop this. Ning Ning is next door!" Cheng Anya slightly struggled in extreme embarrassment. Under such conditions, she was in a difficult situation, and she was even more embarrassed to realize that the door was not closed.
"He will eventually know!" Third Young Master Ye had a face of agony. "How do we stop now?"
How does it feel like for the impossible to happen?
Let's ask Third Young Master Ye now!
"Take a cold water bath!" Cheng Anya became extremely uncomfortable. To be interrupted under such circumstances made both man and woman unbearable. They could not continue however unbearable they were.
