"Eh? What's that sound?" Tiantian, slow to catch on, scratched her head and then blushed bright red when she realized, "This… they couldn't be doing that, could they?"
Wen Wan was extremely embarrassed, but she couldn't push the man away and could only listen to her friend mumbling to herself on the phone, "Did they accidentally hit the phone during a roll in the hay? This is live broadcast! Should I keep listening or should I keep listening?"
"Then I might as well listen a bit longer. They don't know anyway."
After hearing Tiantian's words, Wen Wan truly wanted to go back and strangle her to death for the embarrassment.
sensing that the woman's hand was slowly moving towards his phone, Mo Siluo restrained it directly, pinning her hands above her head.
Wen Wan didn't know when Tiantian had hung up, nor did she know if Tiantian had heard her moaning.
Afterward, Wen Wan glared at the man angrily.
