C1143 Did It Feel Good to Eavesdrop?

After an unknown period of time, Han Xiaohao, who was still on the bed, was still being kept up by Hsing Ye, yelling non-stop.

Perhaps it was because they were separated by a bed board, but even without Xiao Moo seeing it with her own eyes, he could imagine Hsing Ye's and Han Xiaohao's posture on the bed, as if they wanted to jump out from their brains