In the bedroom of the Peninsula Hotel, the lights were not fully turned on; only the wall sconces were lit, casting the entire room in a red glow that made the space somewhat hazy.
Bai Zhiqing, clad in a robe, was leaning on the bed, with one beautiful leg restlessly crossed over the other. The silky fabric of the robe barely concealed the scenery within, stirring involuntary fantasies.
Unaware of how enticing her posture was at this moment, Bai Zhiqing's mind couldn't help but drift to the impending events. As thoughts of intimate encounters surfaced, a blush spread across her cheeks, and her eyes became watery.
"I wonder if Lin Demon was lying to me. Is 'it' really that pleasurable?"
Flashes of Lin Yafei's past words sparked in Bai Zhiqing's mind, causing her breathing to quicken with a mix of fear, anxiety, and anticipation.
"Click!"
After an indistinct duration, the door to the bathroom suddenly opened.
