Outside the room, Lin Yingchun covered her mouth, her wide eyes trembling as if she had just witnessed something terrifying.
On the large bed inside, her Master, the Palace Master, had a seductive look on her face as she rode a man, making her seem like a complete stranger. At this moment, Lin Shuqing's creamy skin glowed with a faint pink hue. Her nightdress was hiked up, her hips straddling Sun Zhe's lower abdomen with her legs kneeling on either side of his waist. She leaned her upper body forward, her arms extended straight and propped up on Sun Zhe's solid chest. Her waist and hips swayed back and forth without pause, forming a perfectly alluring S-curve.
