Chapter 418: What secret are you whispering?

Only then did Zhao Xue pull back the corner of the quilt and pout at Zhao De, complaining, "Sister Zhang found you. Seriously, this is just my luck."

"Then... then what should we do?" Zhao De asked, pretending to be panicked.

"What else can we do? I don't know." Zhao Xue pouted.

"I just heard her say she wants you to treat her to a meal?"

"She wants me to bring you along," Zhao Xue said.

"If she wants us together, then we'll go together. She's already seen me anyway." Zhao De said, wrapping his arms around her slender, soft waist and pressing her into the bed. Zhao Xue frowned and said shyly, "What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Zhao De's hands gripped her breasts, and he gave her a lewd, wicked smile.

Just then, the bathroom door creaked. The young lady came out. Zhao Xue was so startled she hurriedly pulled his hands away from her chest and glared at him fiercely before turning to look shyly at Zhang Li, who was smiling eerily at her. She suddenly noticed that she was only wearing a pink nightgown with nothing underneath. Her high, firm breasts were partially visible, and the two nipples, the size of little fingers, were particularly distinct. Fortunately, she was still wearing leopard-print panties, though they were also somewhat revealing. In her panic, she pressed Zhao De's head into the quilt and whispered, "Don't look!"

Before she returned, Zhao De had not only seen the young lady completely naked but had also had a fierce round of sex with her in the bathroom. He thought to himself, *I've already done it, why would I care about peeking? * A wicked smile curled the corner of his mouth as he lay behind her, shielded from her view.

The young lady hadn't actually gone to the bathroom to use the toilet; after her wild session with Zhao De, she had been lying in bed feeling fluid constantly leaking out, staining her inner thighs. Feeling uncomfortable, she had gone to the bathroom to wipe herself clean. Now feeling refreshed, she walked toward the bed and said with a flirtatious smile, "Xiao Xue, what secret are you whispering to your man? Are you afraid Sister will hear? Heh."

"No... Sister Zhang, why are you..." With Zhao De right behind her, she was too embarrassed to finish her sentence.

As they spoke, the young lady reached the bed, lifted the quilt, and crawled in. She didn't lie down, but sat on the bed, ready to chat, and chuckled, "Why are you stuttering? What about me?"

"You... why aren't you wearing... wearing underwear inside?" Zhao Xue asked, her face red.

The young lady laughed, "Is that all you're asking? You're so embarrassed you're stuttering. Well, it was too hot around four o'clock, I was covered in sweat, so I took a shower and didn't put any on. Heh."

Zhao Xue gave a soft "oh" and said, "Sister Zhang, there are still two hours until dawn. I'm a bit sleepy and want to rest. Should I go turn off the light?"

"Oh, right, you went out to handle a case, you must be exhausted. Go ahead and turn off the light so we can sleep. I'll lie in bed for a while too." As she spoke, the young lady crawled under the covers, and Zhao Xue got out of bed to turn off the light. The young lady turned, grabbed her phone from the bedside, flipped to the number she had just dialed, and pressed the call button. Zhao De's phone vibrated with a "beep-beep" on the bedside table.

Wondering who would call him so early, he pulled his phone from his pocket to check. As soon as he pulled it out, the ringing stopped. Seeing "Zhang" on the screen, he knew it was the young lady across the room harassing him. Afraid Zhao Xue would find out, he hurriedly deleted the missed call.

Zhao Xue turned off the light, walked over, and got into bed. As soon as she crawled under the covers, she whispered, "Was that your phone ringing just now?"

"Oh, it was the alarm. I turned it off."

"Oh, I was just wondering who would be calling you so early." As she spoke, Zhao Xue curled up and burrowed back into his arms; she was truly exhausted, and before long, her breathing became steady and rhythmic as she drifted off to sleep.

Zhao Xue didn't notice anything wrong and slept soundly in Zhao De's arms, but he had no intention of sleeping. He was still savoring the details of his tryst with the young lady in the bathroom at four o'clock.