Click!
A faint swirl of smoke ascended in the misty air, finally colliding with the exquisite goddess pattern on the ceiling. After being enveloped by the smoke, the goddess's once pure features took on a hazy allure, exuding an indescribable temptation.
Zhou Wang lowered his head, and the "goddess" half-leaning on him retracted the lighter and gave him a flattering smile.
A few strands of her hair, damp with sweat, clung to her smooth forehead, her makeup slightly smeared, which, due to her natural beauty, only added an unusual sense of messy charm.
Her charming yet seductive oval face still bore traces of DNA at the corners of her lips. Zhou Wang guessed she hadn't wiped them off intentionally, to further amplify his sense of accomplishment.
The little tricks of capturing a man's heart.
But one had to admit, they were effective.
... After all, Zhou Wang couldn't help but feel an immense sense of vanity.
He'd verified it, and Ma Zhiyuan hadn't lied to him.
