As Chen Bin was thrusting into Mu Yun on their way to the stairwell, getting ready to enter the mood, a series of footsteps suddenly resounded from downstairs.
The two were immediately scared into covering their mouths, holding their breaths while continuing to move their bodies, listening intently to the commotion downstairs.
In such a tense and thrilling atmosphere, Mu Yun's passageway became even more sensitive.
As convulsions continued, countless streams of water flowed out.
The pleasure grew increasingly intense, like waves cresting higher and higher.
Mu Yun could only tightly cover her mouth, desperately holding back her voice.
Hearing the footsteps coming closer and closer, Chen Bin had no choice but to stop his movements, pulling Mu Yun to hide.
He gave Zhang Zixuan, who was not far away, a look, signaling her to cover if the situation gets urgent.
Zhang Zixuan caught the hint and hurriedly came to stand at the stairwell, nervously looking at the corner of the stairs.
