Huang Yingying and Lin Tian had just started when Zhou Xinlan arrived.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw Huang Yingying sitting on Lin Tian's lap, and Zhou Xinlan's face turned bright red immediately.
"You little wretch, you're not embarrassed at all!" Zhou Xinlan bit her lips and scolded.
Huang Yingying, looking intoxicated, retorted, "You... you have the nerve to criticize me..."
Zhou Xinlan turned even redder, but couldn't refute, as what Huang Yingying said was the truth.
Zhou Xinlan came over, took off her shoes, and climbed onto the bed.
Seeing Zhou Xinlan act this way, Lin Tian knew she couldn't hold back much longer.
So, Lin Tian smiled and said, "Little Aunt, come over here, sit on my face."
"This... this is so filthy," Zhou Xinlan said coyly.
"It's not filthy at all, come on," Lin Tian insisted.
Zhou Xinlan finally removed her skirt and sat on Lin Tian's face.
Zhou Xinlan was now remarkably thrilled.