Of course, there's also the equally considerate Xue.
The armored door was gently opened.
Tang Song changed into slippers and walked inside.
The living room was quiet, with no sign of disturbance.
He crossed the spacious, bright corridor and pushed open the master bedroom door.
Soft music suddenly began to play.
Tang Song looked up at the bedroom, and his eyes froze momentarily.
The large master bedroom was only illuminated by two soft atmosphere lights.
The brand-new beautician stood by the floor-to-ceiling window.
She wore twin ponytails, dressed in a golden strapless short dress.
The skirt tightly clung to her graceful figure, perfectly outlining each curve.
Below the skirt, black stockings elegantly wrap around her fair, slender thighs, exuding endless sensuality and allure.
On her left ankle, the [Oath Anklet] wrapped around, seemingly formed by a cluster of bright stars.
The neon lights outside flickered in and out, as if covering her with a layer of dreamy gauze.
