Lai Zhiyong pushed away the two women beside him, a hint of wickedness on his face.
He was not tall, about 170 cm, and the room was clean and tidy, but filled with various potted plants.
These plants appeared not only on the balcony, table, and coffee table, but even had verdant climbing vines on the ceiling.
The room seemed like a fairy tale cottage, full of vitality.
The women in the room were charming and captivating, with some being sexy and mature, while others were cute and youthful.
They seemed like his carefully collected artworks, kept in the house to provide him with sexual resources at any time.
At this moment, as he stood up, Liang Yuan seemed to sense something and looked around at the air.
He felt a sense of crisis enveloping him.
The opponent had already made a move!
Although he couldn't see what the attack was, Liang Yuan immediately erected the Spirit Turtle Shield!
Buzz!
