Under the crimson canopy a rouge dance whisks away, most adept at eroding the bones of heroes.
CEO Cheng pushed open Mi'er's door and instantly felt a bit overwhelmed.
The twilight's light had already dimmed, and although no lights were turned on in Temir's room, the dimness only made her more enchanting.
At this moment, a particularly temperamental beauty seemed too generous; she leaned against the headboard, propping her head up with one hand, intently watching Cheng Daqi enter.
"Cheng, come here."
Temir patted the empty space beside her, seducing CEO Cheng with the slow cadence unique to Californian girls.
She didn't believe there was a man who could resist her charms.
Yes, I screwed up, but if it's screwed up, so be it.
I don't care if I can't obtain your heart, but at least I can possess your body.
Not a bad deal.
"Didn't you want to eat something? I've brought you vegetable salad and braised lamb."
