First Young Master’s Taste

Xia Ling said, "There are many interested in him."

She turned around a little and caressed Li Lei's face — with his mask on. Meanwhile, her "slave" was looking up at her, his eyes full of admiration.

They were a perfect pair.

Even somebody who had seen as much as Eagle was in awe. Although this was a rather large community, it was difficult to find a wonderful "owner" or "slave." Yet, the two of them had everyone's heart racing just by glancing or caressing each other, even without any intent at torture. This interested Eagle even further.

He looked at Xia Ling. "How about we become friends?"

It was common for owners to exchange their slaves. Maybe one day when she was done torturing him, she could let him have this perfect slave. Though this was a far-fetched idea, there was some benefit in interacting with her. Perhaps he could learn more about how she managed to train her slave this well.

Well, too bad Xia Ling saw right through him.