The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises.
In the bedroom within Taichu Hall's Fuyao Inn, the pair of snow-white jade arms that were once wrapped around Lu Jin'an's neck slowly lowered, revealing a smooth, fragrant shoulder and the snow-like allure beneath the qipao collar.
The ivory-like delicate and smooth skin emitted a faint blush, with the sweat and rich fragrance intoxicating the senses, lingering endlessly.
In his view, Xiao Yinruo half-closed her peach blossom eyes, her beautiful face filled with the satisfied expression of a cat: "You little rascal, even Aunt... can't do it anymore, feeling dizzy..."
The gentle breath brushed against Lu Jin'an's face, seemingly seeping into his heart, leaving only a lingering, intoxicating taste.
