This atmosphere, as a mother and a woman who had long since been absent from a sexual life, Lu Yumei was all too familiar with.
Her face suddenly flushed with realization, she didn't suspect anything else and quietly retreated from Zhao Han's room, carefully closing the door behind her.
Standing outside the door, Lu Yumei shook her head and let out a sigh.
Zhao Han, my poor eldest daughter, you truly are pitiable!
You're a normal woman in the prime of your youth and beauty, yet with a shameless husband like Zhang Hongyang, it's such a waste and torment for you.
She knew that Zhao Han had physical needs, but she assumed that her daughter had comforted herself last night. What else could this nakedness mean, if not self-comfort?
It seemed like she had spent a lot of energy; she was still asleep at this hour!
Lu Yumei had no idea that last night, it was her son-in-law Liu Zhizhong who had worked hard to give Zhao Han the ultimate satisfaction, a soulful pleasure!