The rental house does seem like a place that easily allows one to fantasize.
Li Zhiyan was no exception, no wonder those story writers all like to write about the madness in rental houses.
This life is indeed wild...
Fang Zhiya's face grew hotter and hotter, she was still an innocent child after all.
There are some things he definitely has never experienced, simply thinking that the couple across was having a domestic dispute.
If it were someone with filthy thoughts,
they would definitely think of some disgusting things.
How should she answer his question?
"Xiao Yan."
"The couple next door might be fighting."
"Then, Aunt Fang, you better not go out, some people get red-eyed when they fight and might attack onlookers."
"This aunt is getting beaten up pretty badly."
At this moment, Fang Zhiya's speech was somewhat unclear.
"Okay."
"Xiao Yan, Auntie will hang up first."
After a few words, the two hung up the phone.