Victoria's meaning was obvious.
Although John had obtained extraordinary abilities, although he had trained his willpower, he was still a normal young man.
He would still have the biological needs of a young man.
Not to mention that he had been in prison for five years.
There was an infinite fire in his heart.
In the huge bedroom.
John was still in the push-up position.
Between his broad chest.
Beads of sweat were gathered.
From John's current point of view, Victoria's perfect figure was clearly visible.
He could even faintly see the mysterious domain.
His mouth gradually felt dry.
His Adam's apple bobbed and he swallowed quietly.
The blood in his body seemed to be burning.
It flowed rapidly into his limbs and bones.
He could clearly feel his heart racing.
After a long while.
John finally sighed.
Retracting his palm, he used his arm to support his body.
