"Yes!"
Mustache immediately stationed men at the corners of the villa, knowing that even if something earth-shattering happened, no one could be allowed to disturb the Young Master.
Wei Shikang pushed open the villa door with a lecherous grin and watched Hypno carry the sleeping Gardevoir inside with Confusion.
His fun had already been interrupted twice today. As the saying went, something could happen once or twice, but not a third time. It was finally time for him to enjoy himself!
Gardevoir's eyes were tightly closed, her long lashes trembling slightly as her blue hair and pinkish-white skirt fluttered gently.
Wei Shikang stared at Gardevoir with bloodshot eyes, unable to help swallowing at the sight of her full chest.
"How perfect. What a perfect masterpiece!"
Wei Shikang rubbed his hands together, itching to get started right there.
Mustache stood guard outside, looking up at the sky.
At some point, dark clouds had covered the bright moon, and the pitch-black sky felt somewhat oppressive.
"Stay alert!"
For some reason, Mustache kept feeling uneasy. He glanced through the floor-to-ceiling window at the Young Master, whose head was already clouded by lust, and could only contact everyone in the gang and order them back to defend the place.
"This Ye Qing isn't someone to take lightly. Young Master, you'll have to pray for your own safety..."
Thinking of the information he had concealed, Mustache let out a heavy sigh.
"You can't blame me for this. Who wants to die?"
Thinking of the Young Master's temper, Mustache felt a little less guilty.
If he did not do this, he would definitely be fed to Krookodile tomorrow.
"Voir."
Hypno tossed Gardevoir onto the couch. Her keen senses made her uneasy about her surroundings even while she was unconscious.
"Come on, baby. Let me show you