Tao Meijiao had noticed something was off, such as the man's exceptionally strong physique, and the fact that he was still standing.
But when she was enveloped by male kisses, it only heightened the medicinal effect.
Xiao Yishan's rationality had long been consumed.
The two could only blend together instinctively, like water and milk.
Late at night, Xiao Qinghe returned to the yard exhausted from making house calls, only to hear noises from his own side room, a look of surprise coming to his face.
Servant Liu Sheng pushed his master's wheelchair, "Master, there seems to be someone in your room. Based on the sounds..." It was clearly a man and a woman in the act.
Liu Sheng's face turned red, "Judging by the sounds, it seems like it's the second Master with... with... Tao... Miss Tao!"
Xiao Qinghe furrowed his brows, "How could second brother and Meijiao be together?"