Lin Dong's heart was deeply touched, and he walked towards Tang Mu.
Tang Mu was wearing a transparent white nightgown, her hair wet and draped over her shoulders, like a lotus emerging from water, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her flawless and enticing figure was faintly visible under the light and mist.
The alluring curves, translucent like jade, with skin as delicate as the purest treasure on earth, made one want to explore, even at the cost of a kingdom or Qincheng.
Lin Dong looked at her, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.
He reached out his hand, holding her in his arms, gently inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body.
"Lin Dong, take me," Tang Mu whispered softly in Lin Dong's ear.
Who could resist that?
Lin Dong kissed her passionately, and Tang Mu responded warmly to Lin Dong.
But at the critical moment, Lin Dong suddenly remembered the main task. He wanted to separate their lips, but Tang Mu was like an addict, refusing to let go.
