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"Such a mood-setter."
The charming night was always so long.
Lin Fan, wearing a bathrobe, watched the sylphlike Ning Mengyao across from him.
A wave of lust surged within him.
The close-fitting black nightgown outlined her perfect curves.
Her snow-white skin was even more appealing against this backdrop.
Especially beneath the slender swan neck where the waves tossed and turned.
Standing there barefoot.
She was truly a sight to pity and cherish.
"How is it that you only like to drink outside, isn't the wine at home fragrant?"
With a smile on her face, Ning Mengyao, holding a wine glass, walked over to the bedside.
Her slender jade fingers kept rubbing the rim of the glass.
"Of course not, I just didn't expect you to have such taste?"
Lin Fan licked his somewhat cracked lips.
At that moment, he suddenly felt very thirsty.
But it wasn't for wine.
But to swallow the graceful beauty in front of him.
