Yun Sheng's face wore a strange expression, only able to obediently look into the room.
Inside the room, the ground was quite messy, and a table was filled with leftover food and wine.
Suddenly, the sounds of a man panting and a woman moaning caused Yun Sheng to startle.
Though Yun Sheng had never experienced matters between men and women, in her previous life she had at least watched Japanese romantic action films. Upon hearing the sounds, she immediately understood, her ears turning suspiciously red.
"Damn fox, you brought me here to listen to people doing such things, are you a pervert?" Yun Sheng angrily twisted Ye Beiming's side, suspecting this guy might have special quirks.
Ye Beiming was amused by Yun Sheng's embarrassed and angry appearance. He grasped Yun Sheng's hand and pulled her into his embrace.
"Shh, wait to see the show, there's a surprise," said Ye Beiming, gathering a black fighting spirit in his hand. With a flick of his fingers, a sharp wind shot over.
