After a vigorous battle, both women were completely exhausted.
They lay soft and still on the bed for quite a while, without a stir.
But Li Qing's spirits were still relatively high, holding one with his left arm and the other with his right, his hands were never idle.
"Qingzi, you should take more care of Furong, she seemed like she didn't quite get into it just now," Sister Hu whispered.
"No!" Lu Furong suddenly shouted, then, with a flushed face, she stammered, "I did come."
"You came?" Sister Hu asked in surprise.
"...Several times," said Lu Furong, her expression somewhat unnatural.
The woman who liked to seek various thrills, today, had become the most easily embarrassed one.
Both Sister Hu and Li Qing were more wild in their play than she was.
"So, do you want to do it again? It's not easy to find such an opportunity," Sister Hu asked with a mischievous smile.
Lu Furong was clearly tempted; she bit her lip and looked at Li Qing, "You bastard, can you still go on?"
