Under the bed, the light was dim, but Gu Qingqiu could still see clearly.
Less than two meters away from her, under the double bed, lay a man on his side, looking skinny and with loose skin, probably over fifty years old.
He was wearing a white vest, but because he was lying on the floor, it had already gotten dusty and dirty. He wore large shorts and was barefoot.
On his face was a pair of women's panties, and on his head, he wore a black stocking, which hung down like a scarf wrapped around his neck.
Sluurp! Sluuurp!
The old man was carefully holding a black high-heeled shoe with a red bottom, stretching out his big tongue and licking it vigorously, his expression utterly ecstatic.
As Gu Qingqiu pulled back the bed sheet, a faint light spilled in, disturbing the old man's moment of pleasure. He frowned and looked up at Gu Qingqiu, baring his teeth.
"Get out of my house!"
