Feng Yuanyuan had already considered Tang Muchuan a close friend, so there was no need to hide anything, sharing personal matters had become a norm for them.
Feng Yuanyuan covered her mouth with her hand, a shocked expression on her face, and asked, "Didn't you say you almost couldn't handle it? Was it good or bad?"
Tang Muchuan leaned close to Feng Yuanyuan's ear, whispering softly, "It's so good that I lost control, such a feeling can only be appreciated by those who have experienced it. Anyway, I must go now, you should go and spend some time with Zhao Zichuan."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yuanyuan's cheeks flushed, her heart stirring with waves of emotion.
She murmured to herself, "Is it really that pleasurable?"
As Feng Yuanyuan whispered softly, she unconsciously stepped back into the fire escape, where the air was heavy and mixed with an elusive scent.
