Ling Xue's skin was pale as snow, her body perfectly proportioned with all the right curves, and her legs were long and shapely. Yi Fei and Fei Yang, who were directly facing her, immediately got excited; their manhood standing to attention.
Ning Shu: Is the female lead really about to get into it with two guys in broad daylight?
A 3p? It's a 3p! How on earth does Ling Xue have so much energy?
Ning Shu watched the scene unfold like something straight out of the Crown Prince's chambers. This was already the second time she'd seen Ling Xue with someone like this. As the bodies inside entangled, soft moans of pleasure drifted out.
Ning Shu stared intently. A hardcore scene like this was hard to come by.
Ling Xue's eyes were glazed over, while the two men touched her body almost reverently. The cold, untouchable Ling Xue… how could she be like this?
Ning Shu remembered that in the storyline, Mo Lengxuan was supposed to be Ling Xue's only man, and yet here she was, engaging in something far more intense.
She blinked, suddenly realizing the breathing behind her was becoming more rapid. Turning around, she saw that Leng Ao's body was reacting, although his eyes were filled with rage, emotions flashing across his face.
The scene was just too intense. Leng Ao's body responded instinctively, while a whirlwind of embarrassment, excitement, and disappointment swirled within him—almost as if his heart was about to explode.
Ning Shu suddenly felt hopeful about completing her task: saving Prince Leng from being deceived by Ling Xue. Now that Leng Ao had seen her like this, especially with more than one man, surely it would shatter his illusions, right?
Then she looked at Leng Ao, who was practically on the verge of a volcanic eruption. Hold on, no—this guy definitely couldn't handle any more stimulation.
Quickly, Ning Shu grabbed Leng Ao and tried to pull him away. But he stood firm, as if rooted to the ground, staring at the scene inside, the sounds still echoing in his ears.
If it weren't for the fact that the timing was all wrong, Ning Shu would have smacked him a few times to snap him out of it. She had to use a lot of effort just to drag him away.
Once they reached the lawn by the flower garden, Ning Shu finally let him go. Leng Ao's face was deathly pale.
He turned, about to head back to the storage room, but Ning Shu blocked his path. "What's the point in going back now?"
"I need to know why she betrayed me. Why… why…" Leng Ao murmured, his voice filled with despair, as if he were on the verge of madness. He looked like someone who believed the entire world had betrayed him.
Ning Shu's mouth twitched. Isn't he being a bit too narcissistic? Ling Xue has nothing to do with you—this whole thing was just in your head.
That said, Ling Xue's vague words had led Leng Ao to this delusion.
Leng Ao felt like his world was crumbling. Fury and shame burned inside him, and even when he looked at Ning Shu, his eyes held resentment.
But no matter how hard he tried to rationalize it, there was no escaping the truth of what he'd just seen.
"You should calm down." Seeing a flicker of hope for completing her task, Ning Shu's attitude towards Leng Ao softened—just a little. Of course, it didn't change the fact that she still didn't like him.
Watching Leng Ao in his misery, Ning Shu's heart… brimmed with satisfaction. You f-ing deserve it! Thirty-two likes for this moment!