Huoda bent over, holding his groin. He clumsily fished out his swim trunks from the bed, put them on, and then, like a labor camp prisoner, hung his head low and leaned against the wall.
Zhou Ting had been silent since she entered the bedroom. Now that both parties had regained their senses, she immediately rushed to Xu Ziqing's side, took off her own coat, and draped it over her.
Xu Ziqing had not expected the situation to suddenly turn out like this. After all, she was a lady of reputation and standing, and now...
She felt extremely aggrieved, her face turned pale, and with a sob, she burst into tears, pointed at Huoda by the wall, and choked up, "You—you—"
Zhou Ting was quick to find an opportunity. Hearing Xu Ziqing's words, she immediately turned her head and reproached Huoda, "It's you, you definitely forced Xiaoqing. You're nothing but a beast!"
