Brothel quarter?
Brothel quarter!!!
Baili An was about to suppress his throbbing temple blood vessels.
He gritted his teeth tightly, saying: "Where is my wife now?"
Following the direction pointed by several courtesan ladies, Baili An looked through the thin screen.
He came face to face with a fierce, covetous gaze, a stare that made one's flesh crawl.
The voluptuous fox spirit who kept thinking of devouring him was expressionless, but her body was alluringly sprawled on a beauty couch.
Goodness, there were as many as a dozen beautiful courtesans surrounding her, waving their perfumed scarves tenderly.
Each supple, amorous figure leaned hard against her.
Their soft fair hands, slender and flexible, carefully pinched and caressed the voluptuous fox spirit's body.
Perhaps it's typical of fox spirits, akin to canine-like creatures, to enjoy being stroked and fondled all over.
Apparently, she was quite enjoying it and was utterly indulgent.
