Han Mei, who had just finished in the kitchen, slowed down her movements and couldn't help but listen intently with a sideways tilt of her head.
After a moment, her cheeks suddenly flushed.
"This Tian Yue'e, she doesn't even think to keep her voice down. It doesn't matter if I hear, but what if Gao Li and his wife catch wind of it? They could start all sorts of rumors about Qingzi," Han Mei muttered under her breath as she hurried out of the kitchen.
Arriving at the bedroom door, she suddenly grew nervous.
"Qingzi, ah, harder."
The moan of Tian Yue'e leaked through the crack in the door.
Han Mei grimaced as her face turned beet red.
She steeled herself and approached, knocking on the door, "You slut, keep it down."
Quiet soon returned to the room.
But Li Qing's thrusting grew even more vigorous.
Not sure what drove him, the knowledge that his sister-in-law was outside the door made him feel even more exhilarated.
