Southern Region
Inside the headquarters of the Thousand Wealth Chamber, Mo Jian sat on a couch. On his lap lay the Frost Moon Sect Master.
She rested her head on his chest with a content smile on her lips. She twitched slightly as she felt Mo Jian's hand move toward her two cherry mountains.
She bit her lips, her cheek turning red. Her breathing quickened.
Nhmm.
A short moan escaped her lips as he squeezed her breast.
"I never expected you to be this endowed," Mo Jian teased as he rubbed his hand against her breast.
The sensation passed through the fabric, brushing against her skin.
She shuddered.
Her chest rose and fell.
"Y-Young Master, please don't tease me," Rou Mei said in a shy voice.
Her proud and aloof expression was long gone. She looked like a woman who was tasting forbidden fruit for the first time.
"Do you think I'm teasing you?" Mo Jian raised his head and looked directly into her eyes.
