"Ah!"
With a sudden scream, a barely-clad woman emerged from the darkness.
She was tall and slender, her jet-black hair flowing down to her waist. Her skin was milky white and flawless, yet her well-defined muscles showcased an exquisite blend of aesthetic and physical power.
However, at the moment, she appeared extremely disheveled.
Her already precarious clothing was now in tatters, revealing several fresh scrapes across her body.
"Oh my, not bad at all. This might be better than visiting a pleasure house. How about keeping me company for a bit?"
Niu Ma whistled lecherously.
"Boss, if you're this carefree, aren't you afraid your wife will make you kneel on a washboard?"
Liu Zheng remarked disdainfully.
"Wouldn't dare! My status in the household—humph, let me tell you—it's summed up in four words: do whatever I want."
Niu Ma raised a hoof triumphantly.
"Four words? Where?"
Liu Zheng squinted mockingly.
