Li Muyang walked alone on the road back to Tilewood Alley, with the cool moonlight casting upon him, dragging a long shadow behind him.
The shadow's left hand was gently caressing the area of the right arm.
It was somewhat... utterly delightful.
Li Muyang smacked his lips.
Larger is indeed better!
Big is strong!
Not to mention, this world lacked thick padded bras, underwire, and no aficionados of padding shenanigans.
He felt that marvelous touch almost without any hindrance, and reflecting on it, Li Muyang was astonished by his own self-control.
To endure such a great temptation and yet manage to maintain a calm and composed demeanor.
Indeed, the potential of humans is infinite.
He had never discovered he could act so well before.
And now, his secret adventure with Yan Xiaoru had finally come to a safe conclusion.
This Elder Yan, seeing how sensible and obedient he was, should have no reason to silence him.
