Qiao Fei suddenly moved away from Chen Ziyang, exclaiming in surprise, "Sister Hong, what, what are you doing here?"
Despite Qiao Fei being quite bold, she wasn't that close to Gao Hong after all.
It was rather embarrassing to have Gao Hong witness such a scene so early in the morning.
Gao Hong was also bewildered.
She had just dressed in her room, planning to act as if nothing had happened when greeting Qiao Fei, but as she reached the staircase, she saw Qiao Fei kneeling on the ground, her technique...
No wonder, Chen Ziyang had complained before that she was too rough.
The agility of Qiao Fei's tongue and the frequency of her lips opening and closing, even Gao Hong could imagine how comfortable Chen Ziyang must have felt.
For a moment, the pleasure that Chen Ziyang had just pushed her to the skies returned, assaulting her nerves again.
