At this moment, the room still held the languid scent of two people's recent pleasure, not particularly pleasant to the nose, yet inexplicably oppressive, intensely uncomfortable.
Wang Daniu glanced askance, meeting the woman's face.
The desire he had just managed to satiate burst forth once again in an instant.
This feeling was something Wang Daniu rarely experienced.
The woman was simply what one might call a sex addict.
In theory, Wang Daniu's energy and physical stamina were rare in this world.
Every woman who had slept with Wang Daniu had been subdued by his prowess and would have traded anything to transform into his obedient dog henceforth.
Always ready to comply whenever Wang Daniu needed.
But the woman before him still managed to surprise Wang Daniu; she seemed tireless as she endured his demands, taking delight in them.
Thinking about this made Wang Daniu's complexion turn somewhat unsightly.
Now that they had finished having sex, why wasn't the woman reacting?
