Li Qing's lips curled into a mischievous smile. It seemed Tian Yue'e had also been feeling frustrated lately, indulging in self-pleasure while bathing.
He didn't rush in but rather lay against the window, continuing to watch.
Faint moans drifted from the room, melodious and plaintive, exceptionally moving.
Inside, Tian Yue'e pressed her entire palm against her thighs, rubbing forcefully, her voice gradually growing louder.
Watching her, Li Qing felt a surge of intense heat in his chest, and a reaction began to stir below.
He walked to the door and tried to push it open, only to find it locked from the inside.
Thud thud thud.
Li Qing gently knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
Tian Yue'e's voice rang out, laced with nervousness, followed by the clear sound of water.
It must have been Tian Yue'e climbing out of the wooden tub.
"Your man." Li Qing said, holding back a chuckle.
Creak.
The door swung open.