After such an incident, Li Fan could no longer stay in the hotel. He now felt his skin burning hot all over, with a fiery dryness in his lower abdomen, and an unbearable sensation in his stomach as if a millstone was grinding within. The mere sight of a serving girl carrying wine set his heart racing, her bosom quivering enticingly, and he had the urge to pounce on her and tear her apart. He dared not even look at the lying figure on the bed beside him. Just listening to the breathing, he felt as if he could sense a scorching fragrance and imagine a succulent human form, making him want to turn his head, pounce, and tear into the flesh, devouring it to satisfy his hunger...
"Boss, let's settle the bill. Got to bolt," Li Fan suddenly snapped back to reality, threw the money on the table, donned his cloak, and walked out of the restaurant.
