Then, Chen An saw Lin Xiaoyan's dress swiftly draped over the top of the partition. On one side, the dress hung inside Lin Xiaoyan and Old Wang's compartment, while the other side dropped into his side, leaving Chen An parched and tongue-tied amidst such a stimulating scene.
"This place is tight, let's just do it standing up. I've never done it with you standing," she said. "You're really good at tormenting a person. Look at me down there, you've made me wet."
"Then stick your butt up a bit more and spread your legs; let me get a good look at where you're wet," he said with a chuckle.
Hearing the conversation next door, Chen An became impatient, but soon he discovered a small gap between the partitions, low down where one would have to crouch to see it.
Chen An was overjoyed to uncover this oversight and, peering through the gap to Lin Xiaoyan's side, he saw Old Wang's stout fingers playfully toying between her legs.
