"Ah..."
From atop the large bed, Zhang Lifang's cry of surprise echoed.
She hadn't turned on the light, and under the dim lighting, her legs were so white they resembled tender lotus roots.
The bedclothes were chaotically strewn about, half concealing and revealing, radiating a sense of enticing decay.
In the air lingered a woman's sweet fragrance.
This heady scent was all too familiar to any mature man.
"You... how did you get in?"
Blush tinged Zhang Lifang's cheeks while her eyes swirled with panic and shyness.
Yang Fei turned his head away, striving to keep his thoughts in check, yet his heart thumped uncontrollably.
"I knocked on the door, no one answered, then I pushed the door and it opened. I worried about your safety, so I rushed in."
"Hmm, I was a bit tired, went to bed early and forgot to close the door."
"Brother Fei, do you care about me that much?"
The voice of Zhang Lifang carried the alluring charm typical of women her age.