He pushed open the bedroom door and saw a woman in a crimson silk camisole nightgown on the soft bed, her face flushed as she rubbed against a pillow... Her snow-white tender skin and the crimson silk complemented each other, and her curvaceous body and seductive posture were enough to disrupt one's mind.
"Ha—" Xue Shaoguang let out a cold laugh, finally understanding what Xie Zhiyao intended to do!
Ignoring the various enticing poses of the woman on the bed, he walked to the bedside, picked up a wine glass from the headboard, with the last remnants of red wine at the bottom, and a clear lipstick mark on the rim.
Without a doubt, the woman on the bed had drunk from this wine glass, and it was anything but innocent.
He coldly watched the woman's discomforted moans, her hand tugging at the ultra-thin nightgown on her body, revealing her fair shoulders and a deep cleavage, with her long white legs clutching the rolled-up quilt, shamefully grinding against it...
