One always has to leave eventually.
And the time for that departure wouldn't wait too long, he had this confidence in himself.
Huo Hui snuggled up to Tang Feng like a little bird clinging to a person, the two held each other close, without any further intimacy or communication.
Unconsciously, they slowly sank into a realm of dreams.
The next morning, when the sky was dimly lit, Tang Feng opened his eyes only to find that, at some point, Han Ling had laid down beside him.
Han Ling wore nothing but a tiny string bikini, her fair and well-proportioned legs draped over his body.
Her graceful figure was clearly visible.
With a height of 170 cm and a weight of just around 100 pounds, Han Ling had a curvaceous body that, even amongst the throng of beauties at the New Wynn, would rank in the top tier.
Her appearance in that bikini was even more enticing.
Han Ling was sleeping soundly.
Her lips, coated in lipstick, curled into a sweet smile.