Little Mandron Soldier 20

The system was dressed in a white mosaic patterned silk shirt tucked into fitting black pants and black boots. His silver hair was pulled into a low ponytail and cascaded down his back with his glasses seated perfectly on his nose. He had on his usual 'prim and proper' appearance only that....

The silk shirt had no buttons so it formed a narrow V from his neckline to the point where the shirt was tucked into his pants. Not just that, the shirt was a bit transparent so there was full view of 888's toned upper body.

He Yuan's eyes moved to the red peaks on the system's chest and then he gulped. His face felt hot and his body felt even hotter. Worse still, his perverted mind chose that moment to show a visual of the illusion he'd had in his last realm.

A debauched looking 888... glistening with sweat and spread out beneath him.... panting and moaning as he plunged deeper and deeper with his hand wrapped around the system's nec-

"What are you doing?"