After hearing what Chen Yuan said, Jiangg Yao froze for a moment and couldn't help but picture the scene he was describing.
In the bedroom.
'She and her sister are both lying in bed, their faces flushed with a mixture of anticipation and shyness as they wait for Chen Yuan to pounce. Their shoulders are bare, and they are holding hands, their cheeks pressed together.'
'Identical faces, subtly different bodies... When he stares, taking them in, his eyes will surely be filled with fervor.'
'Then, Chen Yuan will leap onto the bed, pulling her and her sister into his embrace with a soft cry.'
'No matter what is happening to one of them, the other will be watching, her eyes wide, taking in every single detail. It would be far more erotic than watching something on a screen.'
'And when he is free to turn his attention to her, her sister's eyes will be on them, the blush spreading across her delicate, flushed face.'
