"What's the matter, Miss Luo?" Hearing Luo Tianyi's call, Qian Ziwei quickly looked up.
However, her two hands did not cease moving, still rapidly working between Yang Liying's legs.
"That... just now, Brother Changlin, he seemed to have seen this part of Yang Liying." Luo Tianyi's face was full of displeasure, pouting and pointing at Yang Liying's lower region.
"It's okay, he came over because he was worried about us, not to peep on purpose." Qian Ziwei was momentarily stunned, then quickly smiled faintly, appearing unconcerned.
"Ziwei, you, I really don't know what to say about you!" Luo Tianyi looked exasperated, pouted, turned her head, and looked towards Li Changlin, who was standing next to the window.
Li Changlin was leaning on the window with both hands, seemingly lost in thought.
As she looked at Li Changlin's figure, Luo Tianyi found herself becoming somewhat infatuated.
