Xu Family
It was almost eleven.
In the master bedroom, Zhang Longjuan and Xu Yan were still chatting.
Dong Xuebin still had an arm around each of their pale shoulders. And then, uh, he could only lie there listening, his arms starting to go numb. Why are you two still talking? It's late. We should turn off the lights and do what we need to do. But Dong Xuebin had already taken enough advantage of them, so naturally he couldn't say that. At least, it couldn't come from his mouth. Otherwise, if he asked for too much or pushed too eagerly, Big Sister Xu and Big Sister Zhang would surely have plenty to say to put him in his place. Although Dong Xuebin had always been known for having an unmatched gift of gab, when facing two beautiful women—two beautiful women considerably older than himself—he was always at a loss for words. Perhaps it had nothing directly to do with his verbal ability; it was mainly his personality. Dong Xuebin simply wasn't the kind of man who could trade barbs with beautiful women. That was why Big Sister Zhang always got the upper hand over him verbally.
Too timid?
Afraid of women?
Dong Xuebin didn't see it that way. He thought it was called respect. It was called gentlemanly conduct.
Over there, perhaps tired of being held, Zhang Longjuan suddenly changed positions. She shifted upward beneath the covers and leaned against the headboard. Seeing that, Xu Yan also sat up and moved back, pressing her back against the headboard as she half sat up. Dong Xuebin naturally couldn't fall behind. Otherwise, his arms weren't long enough to hold them both. So he sat halfway up with them and continued to wrap an arm around each of them.
Zhang Longjuan immediately