Early in the morning, as the first ray of dawn broke across the eastern and western horizons, cars and pedestrians began to appear on the streets, heralding the start of a new day.
In a bedroom within the Mingmen Club, as grand as a five-star hotel's presidential suite, Ye Fan had already awakened. Yet, he did not engage in his usual cultivation practices. Instead, he propped his chin on one hand, gazing at Su Yuxin beside him.
Su Yuxin lay in Ye Fan's arms like a little kitten. Her normally updone hair was now released, cascading like a waterfall and covering her sensually alluring collarbone beneath her pale neck. It draped over the uplifted snowy mounds of her chest, while a fair and straight leg restlessly pressed upon Ye Fan's body, revealing her provocatively perky posterior, a sight irresistibly seducing.
