Quiet room.
The door is half open.
A person passed by, covering their mouth, and left quickly.
Then, not long after.
The room outside suddenly became lively.
Liu's mother rushed into the spacious room with a fierce momentum.
On the floor of the room, clothes everywhere, both men's and women's clothes, intertwined.
"What happened?!" Liu's mother roared.
At this moment, the two people on the bed.
One is Liu Xiaoguai, tightly wrapped in the blanket, shivering.
And the other man Yao Beikun, still drunk and asleep, slightly moved because of the sudden noise, then turned over and slept soundly again.
"Yao Beikun! How can you do this to our family Xiaoli?! And you so horribly ruined my youngest daughter!" As she spoke, it seemed Liu's mother was overwhelmed with rage suddenly began to wail, crying as if her heart was being ripped out.
Apparently truly provoked, crying uncontrollably without any regard for image.
