To Ruoning, this scene was like an immersive piece of art. In a brief moment, her peripheral vision caught the silver high heels kicked onto the floor, the pale hands gripping the sheets as if clinging to a lifeline, the elegant arch of feet straining until veins showed, and the dainty toes stretching outward as if trying to release some power.
The scene looked like a frozen moment in time, save for the Lady's trembling body and the soft whimpers coming from her intoxicated face, proving to Ruoning the reality of this intense coupling. After an unknown amount of time, Ruoning sitting there seemed to reach Enlightenment regarding a certain Dao.
"Is this... the true meaning of cultivation?" Ruoning snapped back to reality and swallowed hard.
