The night was enticing.
From the boudoir of Ning Mansion, bursts of laughing and crying could be heard.
The seductive Ning Mengyao, half-reclining on the bed, her seven fox tails adding to her allure in the background.
Her silk nightgown revealed snowy white shoulders, her skin like jade flushed with a rosy warmth that lingered.
This half-concealed voluptuous figure truly made one's mouth go dry and tongue parched.
Even after the fierce battle, Lin Fan still felt insatiable.
He held her slender waist tightly in the crook of his arm, allowing her delicate body to twist continuously against his chest.
The heavy breathing, along with the warm air puffing from his nostrils and those soul-capturing eyes.
She could very well be called a peerless beauty.
"I feel like everything tonight is just like a dream!"
Curled up in Lin Fan's embrace, Ning Mengyao with a sweaty nose, rested her head on his shoulder.
