Whether it was Zhao Liang or Zhang Yixin, both were incredibly beautiful women.
Back in middle school, they had already displayed their astonishing beauty, and now they had grown even more alluring.
Once, Jia Quan had pursued both women, but, unfortunately, he was ruthlessly rejected by them in the end.
He never would have imagined that one day he would possess both women at the same time.
Jia Quan approached the two women and began to meticulously admire their bodies inch by inch.
Zhang Yixin was a bit more properly dressed,
but Zhao Liang was irresistibly charming.
After admiring for several minutes, just as Jia Quan felt like he was about to explode, he forcefully tore his gaze away.
He then took out a small porcelain bottle, opened the lid, and sniffed it close to Zhao Liang's nose.
Instantly, a foul stench assaulted the senses.
"Cough... blegh."
Zhao Liang instantly woke up, coughing and retching.
