Those two really had no shame at all! The thought flashed through Huang Rong's mind. Thinking of how the usually reserved and proud Ren Yingying was actually making such shameful sounds now, Huang Rong was astonished, yet could not help feeling her gossiping curiosity blaze fiercely.
Although reason told her to leave as quickly as possible, she still moved closer as if possessed, pressing her ear against the door and eavesdropping on the sounds within.
"What is it?" Sensing something unusual about the man, Ren Yingying asked lazily.
"Nothing." Song Qingshu smiled and glanced thoughtfully toward the door. Though Huang Rong had stood on tiptoe and been sufficiently careful, how could she hide it from him? After hesitating, he decided not to tell Ren Yingying the truth. Given Ren Yingying's pride, if she learned of this, she might well fly into a rage from humiliation and throw him out. That would hardly be worth it.
After standing outside for a while, Huang Rong felt terribly dry-mouthed and overheated. It was as if fragrant sweat had broken out all over her body, making her close-fitting clothes sticky and extremely uncomfortable.
"Those two really are..." Though she could not see what was happening inside, the thrilling sounds that had come from within earlier allowed Huang Rong to fully imagine the shameful scene.
She instinctively wanted to leave, only to discover that her legs would not move. After standing there for so long, she had already broken out in sweat from what she heard, and her legs had gone weak.
Inside the room, Ren Yingying suddenly stiffened and said to Song Qingshu in near-mortified anger, "There's someone outside." She was, after all, the Saint Maiden of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, her martial arts comparable to those of its elders. Huang Rong was