When emotions ran high, Shang Yu pinned Li Qiao's hands above her head with one hand.
Perhaps because the little cub wasn't at home, the man threw caution to the wind and completely lost control.
He didn't appear anxious, but his movements were harsh and heavy.
Li Qiao stared at the violently shaking ceiling; all her senses rose and fell with the man's thrusts, sinking into them.
The intermingled sounds of breathing in the master bedroom became the night's most beautiful melody.
Meanwhile, in the downstairs living room, the doctor who was summoned overnight was holding his medical kit and staring wide-eyed at Liuyun, "You tell me to leave just as I arrive?"
Liuyun cleared his throat and spoke nonsense with a serious face, "Yes, everything's fine now. I'll arrange for a car to take you back."
The doctor grumbled and left with his medical kit, wondering what illness it was that could just be dismissed like a joke.
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