As Wang Yue channeled his inner Qi, the carnal sounds from the bedroom seeped through the cracks of the door, drifted across the living room, and snaked into the guest bedroom where the twins were staying.
Inside, Zhou Pingping and Zhou Tingting were on the verge of falling asleep when the strange noises jolted them wide awake.
"Pingping, did you hear that?" the older twin sat up and whispered to her sister.
Zhou Tingting sat up as well, nodding. "I heard it. It sounds like it's coming from Mom's room."
Slap... slap... slap...
"Ah... ah... you little rascal... go easier... too hard... Auntie can't take it... ah... Auntie's going to... be fucked to death by you..."
The wet, rhythmic sound of flesh hitting flesh and Zhou Yifei's breathless moans grew clearer and clearer.
"Mom sounds like she's hurting," Pingping said, her brow furrowing at her mother's seemingly pained voice.
"Yeah, and what's that slapping sound?" Tingting added.
