"Sigh, alright~~~~"
Liu Zhizhong helplessly spread his hands, looking utterly resigned.
"Let's go, my dear. This grand affair is as you wished, alas~~~~"
He elegantly motioned with his hands, making a graceful gesture, inviting Zhao Yan to go first.
Zhao Yan shot him a faint glance and said blandly, "I'm fulfilling your wish too, creating a space of freedom for you, hehe..."
Her smile was really a cold one, mixed with disdain, even contempt?
After speaking, Zhao Yan lifted her leg to go first, brushing past him.
A light, fragrant breeze wafted by, stirring and intoxicating Liu Zhizhong's mind.
Watching his wife's enchanting shadow and elegant stride, Liu Zhizhong felt his heart surge with passion, an uncontrollable, irrepressible excitement.
This feeling, sigh... only arises when facing Qian Xuan's sister, Gan Ling...
Liu Zhizhong lamented silently: These two mortal beauties, sigh, how can I completely possess them?
