Xiang materialized from the shadows near the window, her black butterfly tattoo rippling across her pale skin. She moved with fluid grace, approaching where Tianlong stood beside the bed.
Her eyes took in the scene—Sylvea sprawled unconscious, cum leaking from both holes, the nephew still recovering nearby, and Tianlong's cock still half-hard and glistening with their combined fluids.
"Yes, Honey~." Her voice was soft, reverent. She sank to her knees in front of him, delicate fingers wrapping around his shaft. "I've gathered extensive information."
Her tongue darted out, licking a slow path up the underside of his cock—tasting Sylvea's ass and pussy mixed with his cum. The flavor made her eyes flutter closed for a moment.
"Mmm~ The academy operates on—" She wrapped her lips around his cockhead, sucking gently before pulling off with a wet pop. "—a body cultivation system primarily."
