Riding the white tiger, Chengfeng under the moonlit night illuminates the stream.
Lu Chengfeng is strong and domineering, unafraid of the thorny roses or the white tiger's backlash, taking the initiative to conquer under the moonlit stream.
The white tiger's skin is soft and delicate, glittering, flowing with lustrous light under the moon, captivating and alluring, an epitome of irresistible temptation.
Especially now with her hair cascading, her stunning beauty in a trance, her entire body radiating a faint glow, her skin rosy, making one's heart wander.
Lu Chengfeng's greed stirred in his heart, thinking only of possessing everything in the world, devouring everything, and owning everything, instinctively opening his mouth.
"Ah..."
The white tiger let out a painful cry, "Bastard, you hurt me."
