It has just been said.
The bed in the private room is very small, just barely enough for two people.
With the addition of their clothes, the space became even smaller.
So under the bed, both of them were lying on their sides, facing each other, skin pressed against skin.
Momo felt that this position was somewhat ambiguous.
She wanted to turn around, but unfortunately, it was too late.
Creak.
The door was pushed open.
They heard a woman walk in, mumbling to herself, "Who was it? Didn't even bother to clean up when leaving."
Then she walked to the bed.
She seemed to be tidying it up.
"Boss, please come inside, please come inside."
After she finished tidying up.
The woman opened the door.
From Chen Fang's angle under the bed, he saw a pair of feet in leather shoes walk in.
It was undoubtedly a guest.
The guest sat down on the bed.
Creak, scaring Momo.
Chen Fang immediately gave her a glare, signaling her not to panic.
