"Xiaomin, don't say that, how could I ever disdain you for being dirty!"
Wu Xia quickly covered Du Xiaomin's mouth.
After all, he had seen Du Xiaomin's figure, her stunning physique, model-like lines, and long, fair legs—who wouldn't fancy that.
"Ah!"
Wu Xia sighed, "I'll tell you the truth, there's another woman waiting for me next door. I was about to go and call her to join you."
Du Xiaomin's cheeks blushed, ashamedly lowering her head.
"I'm sorry, I interrupted your fun. Go ahead then; I'll be fine on my own!"
Although she said this, her hand was still tightly clutching Wu Xia, scared that he might actually leave.
Wu Xia smiled faintly, gently caressing Du Xiaomin's cheek, "How about, I call her over, and we all sleep together?"
Du Xiaomin's body trembled, her head hung down scorchingly hot, yet she gently nodded, whispering faintly, "Mhm!"
Wu Xia was helpless.
Things having come to this, he had no other choice but to call Liu Yuting back through voice transmission.
