"Pfft," Liu Lu spat out a mouthful of blood.
If there really was such a thing as martial arts in this world, then Feng Yueming had practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms; with just one palm strike, he inflicted internal injuries on the pitiful Liu Lu, causing her to vomit blood directly.
The bright light illuminated the entire bedroom, and Feng Yueming also got a clear look at the woman on the floor. He furrowed his brows tightly. Where did this monster come from?
Not only was she ugly, but she was also wearing a piece of silk pajamas. The pajamas had come undone, revealing sensual underwear underneath, and several black straps tightly pressed against her forbidden area, especially the two mounds on her chest, which were entirely composed of pale flesh; it almost made Feng Yueming want to vomit.
"Mi Yao, Mi Yao!" he called out loudly.
