Gu Yanyan watched Chen Feng and Shen Wu head to the second floor, clearly wanting to say something, but she found herself unable to speak.
Su Xirou, seeing this, took Gu Yanyan's hand and teased with a smile, "Yan Yan, are you worried that Chen Feng won't come out of Sister Wu's room tonight?"
"Ah, no, not at all," Gu Yanyan shook her head.
"Still making excuses," Su Xirou giggled. "Just relax. You know Sister Wu's temperament as well as I do; she talks a big game, but she's actually a big chicken."
"Hehe, I know that," Gu Yanyan said playfully.
"As long as you know. Come on, let's go to sleep."
Su Xirou led Yan Yan upstairs.
Meanwhile, in Shen Wu's bedroom upstairs, Chen Feng began to massage Shen Wu.
Chen Feng felt frustrated. Although Shen Wu had a stunning figure, it did nothing to alleviate the unhappiness within him.
What good is it to only look and touch but not taste? It's utterly useless and only serves to fuel his frustration.
