The bed sheets, damp and clung, draped over the jade-like body, while the air was filled with a seductive scent that stirred the imagination.
Wang Ran was watching over the soundly sleeping Yiya.
Resting his head on Yiya's butt, he communicated with Leader Er with a mix of helplessness and amusement.
There had been a slight mishap during the fight.
Despite his best efforts to control himself, the torrential strength had inadvertently leaked out when passion peaked, resulting in them moving from the twelfth floor to the second...
Fortunately, it was the off-season for the hotel, and there were no casualties.
The commotion drew the attention of ordinary people, so he fought off the onlookers while using his Portable Warehouse to throw and collect heavy objects, creating barriers that everyday folks couldn't cross.
But this was not a long-term solution, so he also texted Leader Er to swiftly handle the aftermath.
