Step by step, Fang Yu approached the cell door.
With a creaking sound.
The key unlocked the cell door.
Fang Yu, as if unguarded, leisurely stepped into the cell.
Following him, Ding Hui suddenly passed by his side, moving even faster, and arrived in front of the naked woman first.
The iron chains bound the naked woman tightly, allowing Ding Hui to observe her body more clearly and closely.
Being a woman herself, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about the other's body.
If anything had to be said, it was merely that the woman's body was younger than hers, hence naturally more aesthetically pleasing.
Previously, Ding Hui never cared about such things, but for some reason, she began to notice them recently.
Dismissing such superficial observations based on appearances, Ding Hui reached out to touch the woman's body.
The excellent tactile feeling only made Ding Hui slightly frown.
There was nothing special about it.
