Hearing Murong Fenghua's words, Zhang Xiaomeng gave an awkward smile.
Standing up, Murong Fenghua helped tidy Zhang Xiaomeng's clothes, and the two walked out of the bedroom, one after the other.
"What were you guys doing?"
Seeing Zhang Xiaomeng, Murong Yu frowned slightly and asked.
It wasn't that she didn't trust her cousin Murong Fenghua, but she knew her boyfriend all too well.
Zhang Xiaomeng was full of vigor in bed and had quite a roving eye.
Plus, with Murong Fenghua being so beautiful, Murong Yu really worried that Zhang Xiaomeng might harbor some inappropriate thoughts.
Upon closer examination, Murong Yu noticed that Murong Fenghua's expression was somewhat unusual, her cheeks flushed with a hint of red.
At this, her heart sank, and her piercing gaze immediately turned to Zhang Xiaomeng.
Murong Fenghua, feeling a bit guilty, simply lowered her head.
On the contrary, Zhang Xiaomeng had excellent composure and smiled without batting an eyelid, saying,
