Yuan Yelong stared at the corner of the room in disbelief.
"Who... who is calling me?"
Hua Dong still hadn't freed himself from A'niu's spell.
He remained dazed and confused.
Beneath him, Little A'qiao had already gone limp like a puddle of water.
Her eyes were unfocused as she stared at the ceiling.
At that moment, she was completely immersed in the pleasure she had just experienced.
Upon hearing Yuan Yelong's voice, she slowly turned her head towards the door with a dazed look.
Seeing this, A'niu knew that the spell of passion had not entirely dissipated from the two of them.
The best way to make a beast like Hua Dong lose all dignity
was to tear off his last shred of modesty!
With this thought,
a subtle smile appeared on A'niu's lips.
A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes.
Hua Dong and Little A'qiao suddenly trembled all over.
They shivered as if struck by a chill.
It was as if their seven souls and six spirits had finally snapped back into place.