The night was hazy...
This was a cold yet luxurious room. On the black velvet sofa sat a slender figure. The chandelier in the room was off, with only a few wall lamps emitting a ghostly pale light.
The black military uniform accentuated his strikingly handsome face, making it appear cold and rigid, devoid of any extraneous expression, sitting so stiffly it seemed frozen.
A seductive woman, wearing nothing but a black stocking bodysuit, draped in a black fur on her upper body, slithered on him like a snake, incessantly entwining, caressing, posing provocatively, uttering soft murmurs in a coquettish yet passionate daze, trying to seduce the man.
However, the man remained completely indifferent, as if she didn't exist...
"Mm... Young Master Long, I want it!"
