The door opened.
Miao Erfang and Zhou Mi walked in together.
The pair had just showered, wearing almost transparent, thin silk nightgowns. Their silky hair let loose, projected a faint virgin fragrance. Their cheeks were blushing, and their eyes were full of anticipation, tension, and affection.
At this late hour, Huang Xiaolong had called them over, and they knew very well why.
"Come in," Huang Xiaolong said excitedly, closing the door behind them.
Then, with one in his left hand and one in his right, he embraced the two lovely hostesses.
"Pfft! Master Little Long, are you really asking both of us sisters to..." Zhou Mi giggled, "but indeed, it's quite thrilling."
"Master Little Long, please go easy on us," Miao Erfang pleaded playfully.
