'On the other hand, here I am, a cheat, indulging in pleasure and the company of women. It's actually a little shameful, now that I think about it.'
So, Jiang Lan shifted on Chu Chan's soft legs, finding a more comfortable position.
'Anyway, since I'm a cheat, I deserve to enjoy myself.'
"Young Master..."
Chu Chan leaned against the soft couch cushions, her delicate, fair hand gently massaging the space between Jiang Lan's brows. Her voice was soft and enchanting.
Beneath the hem of her skirt, her legs were long, straight, and slender, as fair and smooth as if carved from the finest jade.
Her petite, jade-like feet were visible through her silk socks, which were as thin as Cloud Gauze. Her toenails, intentionally painted a cardamom-red, seemed to glow, adding a peculiar charm.
"Hm? What is it?" Jiang Lan replied casually.
"Well..."
