As the two beauties swayed their bodies lightly, Luo Yang felt his whole being enveloped by their charming gentleness.
His heart blossomed with joy, and Luo Yang's laughter became louder.
The beauties downstairs, hearing Luo Yang's laugh, extended their necks and perked up their ears, eager to catch more of the wondrous sounds.
Indeed, they heard the creaking of the double bed mattress again.
By now, they all believed the news Qin Piao had gathered earlier when she went up to investigate; it was indeed true.
Qin Piao's reaction was the strongest, her pretty face flushed with excitement.
Next was Hong Jiaxin, who looked up disdainfully at the window of Luo Yang's room, her face full of contempt, with her arms crossed as if she was about to throw a stone at the window.
Shi Yun stood quietly, blushing, while also stealing glances at the second-floor window from the corner of her eye.
