Yang Fan, with a slightly nervous heart, waited in the room for about half an hour before heading to Pan Xiaoxia's room.
A half-hour should have been enough.
If there was no hope, Zheng Yuyu would have returned long ago, without waiting until now.
Sneaking up to the door of Pan Xiaoxia's room, he listened intently to the sounds inside.
Faintly, he could hear the voices of two women talking in the room.
"You this... hey hey hey, stop, I'm not comfortable doing this with a woman."
That was Pan Xiaoxia's voice, and she sounded rather nervous.
"Just play along, you've been with men, but you probably haven't done this with a woman, have you? If you don't know how, you don't have to move, I'll do it, okay?" That was Zheng Yuyu's voice.
"Ah... stop, put your clothes back on first; I really can't handle this," Pan Xiaoxia exclaimed uncomfortably.
Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh.
Listening to this, it seemed like Pan Xiaoxia was being forcefully persuaded by Zheng Yuyu.