At first, there were only the muffled, hushed voices of a man and a woman, too indistinct to make out.
But soon, the sounds became clearer-or rather, louder and louder.
Then came the man's somewhat heavy breathing, tinged with a certain excitement.
Then... the woman's broken, kitten-like whimpers, deliberately suppressed at first, but impossible to hide entirely...
Gradually, they turned into loud cries that she no longer tried to restrain...
*?????*
*!!!!!*
Cui Ciyou and Roxy went rigid at almost exactly the same moment.
It was as though someone had pressed pause on both of them at once.
Th-this is...?!
Cui Ciyou was an adult, and Roxy was a mature woman who had lived for more than thirty years, though her appearance hardly showed it.
Neither of them was an idiot.
They heard the sounds coming from next door.
Both knew perfectly well what those sounds meant!
Paul and Zenith... they're... they're actually...!
Boom-!
A scorching rush of heat shot straight to Cui Ciyou's head.
His cheeks instantly felt as though they were about to catch fire!
Th-this wooden house really has terrible soundproofing, huh?
There might as well be no soundproofing at all!
How is this any different from a live broadcast... except without the visuals...? This is way too awkward!
Cui Ciyou instinctively held his breath, not daring to move.
He was afraid that even the slightest sound would shatter their flimsy pretense of ignorance.
Cui Ciyou did not even dare turn his head to check how Roxy was reacting in bed.
But he could clearly tell that Roxy's previously steady breathing had vanished.
In its place was an almost deathly silence, and... a body that had gone rigid beneath the covers again!
He did not need to think about it to know that Roxy must have been