Like a tender pink peach blossom, blooming brilliantly.
She even let out soft moans, like a cuckoo calling!
The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly intimate and sensual, and naturally, Guan Qinghan saw all of it from the window.
Guan Qinghan gritted her teeth. Snow danced freely around her, the murderous intent emanating from her grew stronger, and the chill in her eyes descended slowly like frost and snow.
At that moment, she did not even know why she was standing there. Her mind held nothing but the scene before her.
The fiend was too despicable, and far too lustful. Just now, when Fang Yang said he would examine Chu Lian'er's body, she had actually believed him somewhat.
She had thought she had misunderstood this fiend, but soon discovered she was wrong-utterly wrong.
What examination? The fiend was deliberately taking advantage of Chu Lian'er, and doing so shamelessly.
Most importantly, he had even put her in such a seductive, wanton position and conjured a mirror to see everything clearly through it.
Without a doubt, he simply wanted to heighten the thrill and seek those little traces of pleasure within it.
And Chu Lian'er, too-so much for the Number One Under Heaven courtesan, cold and proud. In the end, the fiend had conquered her in no time, and she was even making such wanton cries.
It filled her with contempt, yet also a little embarrassment.
Just as Guan Qinghan's disdain for Fang Yang deepened, she suddenly froze the instant she looked at the mirror.
In the mirror, a marking had appeared at some point upon Chu Lian'er's crimson and snow-white, alluring place. The marking formed a ring and radiated waves of light.
The light was blood-red and gave off a foul, nauseating stench.
It resembled a strange eyeball, watching everything in