But to their surprise, the moment the cleaning lady swiped the card, Xiaoliu pushed the door open with ease.
The room was pitch-black. A wave of alcohol fumes mixed with some other unidentifiable odor washed over them.
Startled, Brother Jun flipped on the lights.
Shoes, pants, and... stockings? They were all scattered haphazardly around the spacious room.
And on the coffee table, there was even some specialized paraphernalia!
Xiaoliu tapped Brother Jun on the shoulder, motioning for him to look at the items.
Just then, a voice slurred with anger yelled out, "You stupid bitch, who told you to turn on the lights!"
Li Qing groggily opened her eyes. The sight of a head lying on the pillow beside her startled her, and she was instantly wide awake.
