Ling Yueyue turned a deaf ear, as if she hadn't heard a single word Nan Jinning said, and kept moaning into the phone, "Ah… ah… hubby, I can't, I can't, I'm gonna die, ah… you're just too good, I'm really gonna die, gonna die…!" Ling Yueyue panted coquettishly into the phone while twisting her body in a pretty convincing way, her body and voice cooperating perfectly in sync!
"Ling Yueyue… ah… for other reasons, I'm going to kill you… you vixen… you…!" Hearing Nan Jinning's shrieks, Ling Yueyue's lips couldn't help curling up, the arc getting bigger and bigger! Just as she was getting more and more pleased with herself, a soft cough suddenly sounded behind her.
Ling Yueyue froze, all her movements coming to an abrupt halt. She slowly turned around, and when she saw Huo Junmo leaning against the doorframe by the bedroom door, looking at her with a half-smile, the smile on her lips stiffened, and a flicker of embarrassment and guilt flashed in her eyes.
