Late at night.
The room was quaint and ancient in style.
On the bed, Bai Ling's slender and exquisite ketone body was covered with crystal-clear, slippery white scales, making her appear as if she were wrapped in a layer of soft scale armor.
The enticing, graceful figure was fully displayed, while her entire being exuded a bewitching and wild beauty.
As her delicate body undulated, the glistening white scales flowed like the Milky Way, radiating specks of crystal-pink light, resembling adorned gems, looking exceptionally dazzling.
At this moment, Bai Ling was the epitome of temptation from head to toe.
Her peach blossom eyes were especially alluring, misty as if drunk yet not drunk, dreamy and entrancing, stirring the most primal desires within others, making their hearts flutter.
This often made Lu Changsheng wonder if Bai Ling were to cultivate the Bewitching Technique, she might not be inferior to Nangong Mili.
Afterward!
"Brother~"