Chapter 881: Not Insane (3)
Just to the left of the room door, the panting of a man and the slapping of flesh against flesh continuously emanated, yet there was no woman’s voice to be heard.
The room door was not closed, and she just walked in.
However, the scene that met her eyes left her somewhat dumbfounded.
The man, of indeterminate relation, was at that moment sprawled on top of a woman, and that woman was not Xun Hui but one bound with rope, her body filthy, her hair a tangled mess...
If she wasn’t mistaken, that woman ought to be the man’s mother.
Yang Ruxin suddenly felt a wave of nausea and the urge to vomit.
The man had no awareness of someone entering, but the woman, who had originally been closing her eyes, suddenly opened them. Looking past the man’s shoulder, she locked eyes straight with Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin’s heart quivered slightly, and inexplicably, she thought she understood the woman’s gaze—was she pleading with her to help her find release?
Just then, the man let out a shrill cry, seemingly having climaxed, and then he got up, hitching up his cotton pants carelessly. "Dammit, so loose, not satisfying at all... Ah... who are you?"
Yang Ruxin sighed, "That’s your mother, and you’re worse than a beast."
"Where did you come from? Now that you’re here, don’t bother leaving." The man actually laughed, "Didn’t expect a woman to come offering herself..." Saying so, he walked towards Yang Ruxin and looked her up and down, "I bet you’re tight. Come on, let me have a go first, then I can sell you for a good price... Ah..." Before he could finish, he screamed in pain and collapsed onto the ground.
The woman on the kang bed suddenly started laughing eerily.