The entire living room suddenly fell silent.
Zhang Yun didn't speak again, giving Liu Fei'er time to think.
A moment later.
Liu Fei'er's face turned somewhat pale as she shook her head, "Xiao Yun, stop joking with me!"
Zhang Yun said seriously, "Sister Fei'er, do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?"
Liu Fei'er's breathing became increasingly erratic, her robust bosom under her nightgown quivering uncontrollably, "The person who was with me in the bathroom just now, was it this young man you are talking about?"
Seeing Zhang Yun nod without hesitation, Liu Fei'er lost her footing slightly, her body swaying briefly.
Fortunately, she grabbed the table next to her in time, and her entire being, as if soulless, slowly sat down on the chair.
Liu Fei'er was somewhat unable to accept this reality.
Just now in the bathroom, she had been groped obscenely by a stranger on her ample chest!
Even her "Secret Garden" had been tasted by this stranger!
