Seeing Sun Nanzhi's cowardly expression, Sun Zhe found it amusing and suddenly grabbed Su Qingli, who had already walked to the edge of the bed, pulling her onto the bed forcefully.
"Nanzhi, why not let your sister go first?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Nanzhi glanced at him coldly without speaking, but her aggrieved expression and slightly parted red lips clearly showed her unwillingness to let Su Qingli go first.
"Alright, you'd better keep Nanzhi company first. I'll be cheering you two on from the side."
Su Qingli clearly noticed Sun Nanzhi's reluctance and suddenly pushed Sun Zhe away, giggling as she dodged to the side.
By this time, Sun Nanzhi's face had turned red with embarrassment, and she quietly slipped under the covers to hide her face.
...
Before long, the large bed began to shake vigorously with creaking sounds.
Su Qingli lay nearby, watching Sun Nanzhi with her head thrown back and her long hair whipping around, her face full of pain, and felt a pang of sympathy.
