"Ouch! Your nails scratched my..."
The man's scream was pitiful.
"Ah! I'm sorry! Dean! I didn't mean to." It was that coquettish woman's voice again.
"Damn it! Which bastard!" The man cursed inside the room.
Their voices were very low, and an ordinary person wouldn't hear them through the door, but Xia Bei had sharp hearing and could hear every word clearly.
Once interrupted by him, the people inside lost interest, hurriedly tidied up, and footsteps soon approached the door.
The door opened, and out came a nurse, around thirty years old. Her appearance wasn't exceedingly beautiful, but she was alluring, her eyes carrying a hint of flirtation, her fair face a shade of vibrant red.
Under the nurse's uniform was a tall, voluptuous figure, seductive curves filled with the charm of a mature woman!
Xia Bei couldn't help but glance a few more times.
