On average, a single cigar cost nearly ten thousand.
When he finished the cigar, Qi Sheng had the two women wash their faces.
He had smudged their originally exquisite makeup.
Even after removing their makeup, the two women were still stunning.
With looks rated over 80, they were naturally far from ugly.
Tang Qian obediently helped Qi Sheng clean up, then led him to the bedside.
Whips, chains, handcuffs, ropes, and more filled nearly an entire suitcase.
Qi Sheng's lips twitched, but he saw how excited Tang Qian was.
He really didn't have the heart to dampen her enthusiasm.
"Hubby, today you are my and Shiwen's king. We are your humble little slave girls."
Tang Qian whispered hotly in Qi Sheng's ear and handed him the whip.
Both women were dressed in black maid outfits, ready to show Qi Sheng a different kind of game.
By the time the whole experience was over, Qi Sheng was thoroughly satisfied.
As for the two women, they were left with a few minor marks on their bodies.
