Yu Guafu sprawled on top of Yang Fan, her plump buttocks moving like a high-speed rotating motor, the squelching sounds of water mingling with her coquettish moans, creating a tumultuous cacophony inside the wardrobe.
The seductive moaning in Yang's ear made him suddenly feel as if he wasn't fooling around with Yu Guafu, but rather with an enigmatic Fox Woman.
The darkness not only made the sensations there more pronounced but also let Yang's imagination drift.
At the doorway of the room, the argument between Gao Lanlan and Liang Bing seemed to have reached its conclusion, and there had been no sound for a good while.
Yang Fan listened intently for a moment, then wrapped his arms around Yu Guafu's shoulders, whispering in her ear, "It seems quiet now."
Yu Guafu, burning like tinder on fire, slowed down her movements upon hearing this.
Before the two of them could figure out what was happening outside, suddenly the wardrobe door was yanked open.
