Outside the room, Su Fan felt an unusual sensation stirring within him.
He also saw the expressions of Wang Fei and Bai Man at that moment, tantalizingly seductive to the utmost.
Both were completely intoxicated, utterly enjoying themselves as they seemed to experience an indescribable immense pleasure.
However, the two elusive paradises had not yet truly come into intimate contact.
That's because on Bai Man's long, smooth legs, she wore a pair of seamless black pantyhose.
On Wang Fei's long, straight legs, in contrast, she wore a pair of seamless white pantyhose.
Now, Su Fan was no longer the naive youth from the mountains.
He could tell at glance that the stockings on their legs were very thin, probably not even 10 deniers.
In this way, although they were wearing them, it was as if they weren't, yet there still was a kind of hazy beauty.
Looking through the mist, although there was still a barrier, the flowers viewed through the mist appeared even more vivid.
