Gu Changsheng was so deep in his reverie that he remained utterly oblivious, while Zhou Mu's head drooped, his eye color growing ever deeper!
In the midst of Gu Changsheng's continuous venting, Zhou Mu's clothing in the front had already become disheveled and loose...
The bronze muscle, crisscrossed by scars deep and shallow, mysterious and tempting, sparked uncontrollable flights of fancy!
After traveling in thought through lands far and wide, Gu Changsheng finally sensed something was amiss!
Damn it, why was the evildoer's breathing getting heavier and heavier?
What the hell? It was deep autumn, nearly winter, it was supposed to be cool, not hot!
Gu Changsheng raised his head in confusion...
Then, abruptly, he froze!
Swallowing hard several times, Gu Changsheng nervously licked his lips...
Godfather!
What did he see?
A naked man, oh a naked man!
Even though it was only half-naked! But it was genuine material!
