After entering the chamber, Wang Wei saw Wu Hong floating in the air with her legs crossed; she looked both ethereal and divine in the red clothes. He wanted to find some words to describe her beauty, unfortunately, he realized that he was no poet.
And even if he was, no words were enough to describe how beautiful she was, nor how happy he was was she chose him. He then proceeded to remove the seal in his body along with the alcohol, thus making his mind clearer.
Finally, his gaze locked on the long legs, almost salivating.
"You know, at this point, I have to consider that you have a fetish," said Wu Hong as she stood on the bed, fully displaying her curvatures and assets.
"I think it's a little too late for you to realize that now."
Wang Wei appeared on the bed and held her in his hand. The two looked at each other deep in the eyes and smiled as if they were the only two people in this world.
