"Damn, this is advanced!"
Lin Fan couldn't help but be amazed as he watched the wall rotate, revealing glass panels like blinds. He held Xu Jiaojiao against the glass, pressing her body against it while continuously invading her flower bud. Yet, his eyes stared straight out the glass at the scene unfolding before him.
In front of him was a circular hall, surrounded entirely by rooms similar to this one. In the center, there was a golden couch upon which Su Yufei lay sprawled in her tight leather outfit that covered almost all her skin, leaving only her voluptuous curves exposed, creating an irresistibly tantalizing yet partially hidden view.
A golden mask concealed her face, but her eyes were closed, and the leather whip she clutched in her right hand was coiled up, suggesting she was either dead asleep or merely feigning sleep.
