The sound of heavy breathing in the room was very clear, with a few suppressed desires from a man, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.
The documents in An Junxi's hand fell to the floor. This sound was familiar to her.
For countless nights, when he was with her in bed, he loved intensely and crazily, and at that time she saw this side of him.
An Junxi thought only she would see this side of him.
Who is he with in there?
An Junxi felt a chill over her body. Her steps felt as heavy as lead, and she stopped after walking a couple of steps.
Should she really go in? Could she bear to see that image?
An Junxi thought of turning around and leaving, deceiving herself that she had never been here.
But could she really deceive herself?
Her mind got heated, and she stepped inside.
After passing through a small living room, she reached the room.
The closer she got to the room, the more timid An Junxi became.
