The crimson stream of wine trickled down the valley of Su Lian's tightly pressed breasts, catching the warm, ambient light of the enchanted lamps like liquid rubies.
The aromatic scent of the century-old spiritual grapes mixed with the heavy, natural musk of her rising arousal, creating an intoxicating perfume that filled the immediate space.
Shen Yu leaned forward slowly, his golden eyes fixed on Su Lian's desperate, lust-filled gaze. He didn't say a single word, but the raw, unadulterated masculinity radiating from his body made the surrounding girls stop breathing entirely.
Bending his head down, he pressed his lips directly into the deep, wet cavern of her cleavage.
He drank deeply, his tongue aggressively lapping up the sweet, warm wine directly from her glistening skin. Each stroke of his tongue sent violent, localized jolts of pleasure straight to Su Lian's core, causing her legs to tremble violently on the plush carpet.
