The night was charming, and Lin Fan lay alone on the bed.
Outside, so many eyes were watching his every move, wasn't it better to just stay home honestly?
Moreover, there was a surprise due that evening.
In the silent night, two figures jumped through the corridor window, the one in front, more slender, was none other than Chu Shihan, who hadn't appeared for a long while. Upon learning that Lin Fan was injured, she was nearly crazy with worry, begging her sister that they had to visit Lin Fan.
"Are you okay?"
Chu Shihan, who pushed the door open, looked eagerly at Lin Fan lying in bed fiddling with his phone.
She reached out to pull open his clothes, checking his body.
"My sister is still here, and you're getting touchy already?"
Lin Fan looked at Chu Shiyuan, who followed into the room. The six-year age difference didn't hide their similar features. If he slept with these two beauties in one night, it would definitely be very comfortable.
