"Young Master Mu..."
When Wen Ya saw Mu Lingqian standing not far away, his hair was wet and dark, and his soaked body just increased his masculine appeal. Just seeing his face made Wen Ya feel dizzy.
The moment she laid eyes on Mu Lingqian, she was taken by this man who radiated masculine hormones from every part of his body. What a charming man he was. If he were to be hers...
Oh.
Just the thought of it...
Wen Ya couldn't help licking her lips. Her body was empty and starved for more. She wanted this man in front of her, she wanted him to melt into her.
Calling his name seductively again, Wen Ya started to intensify her squirms on the bed. She yearned for full exposure in front of him, wanting him to love her deeply.
Mu Lingqian watched the woman twisting and turning in front of him. Below his icy eyes, stimulated by the illusionary incense stick, was a growing warmth, and his body also began to react.