However, Xiao Guo responded without hesitation, "I won't regret it!" Her voice was soft, but full of determination. After speaking, she hugged Wang Hu tightly, as if afraid he would suddenly leave. Then, she tilted her head slightly and offered her lips, kissing Wang Hu passionately once again.
The soundproofing in this old-fashioned house was already poor, not to mention the intense passion between the two. In the next room, Qian Rou, who had been fast asleep, was quickly awakened by the noise. She opened her eyes groggily and instinctively reached for the person beside her, only to find that the person who should have been lying next to her was nowhere to be seen.
A sense of unease welled up in Qian Rou's heart. She tiptoed out of bed, walked to the bedroom door, and cautiously opened it a crack, peering into the living room. When she saw the two people entangled together on the sofa, a wave of bitterness instantly washed over her.
Her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, before slowly relaxing them a moment later. She knew she could never have Wang Hu all to herself. From the day she took Wang Hu to meet Song Mingyuan's wife, she had clearly realized that Wang Hu was a womanizer.
Nevertheless, Qian Rou stood quietly at the door, her eyes fixed on the two people on the sofa. Time passed slowly, and she watched them for a full hour until finally, she gradually let go of her resentment.
She understood that no matter what, she could never give up on Wang Hu. She only hoped that after Xiao Guo was born, Wang Hu would visit them more often, even if only occasionally.
However, the neighbors above and below couldn't stand it, and could even hear them yelling, "Fuck, keep it down!"
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