Wu Guangyu’s eyes seemed ablaze as he stared at the beautiful body before him. His own body heated up as well, and he could not help but remove his clothes. 0

“Brother Yu … I …” Feng Zhilin moaned seductively, her snow-white figure gently moving in bed. The flesh on her buttocks rippled, and she looked beautiful. 0

“What’s that?” Wu Guangyu, amidst tearing off his clothes, suddenly spotted a faint scar on her fair and perfect buttocks. 1

“Sister Zhilin, have you been injured here before?” Wu Guangyu asked instinctively. He peered at it closer. The faint scar looked like Chinese characters. Feng Zhilin had not told him about the bizarre incident yet. 0

“Um … Brother Yu … What are you talking about … ” Feng Zhilin closed her eyes, not daring to look at him despite knowing exactly what he was talking about. 0

Wu Guangyu grew more curious, and his lust diminished significantly. He gently re-positioned Feng Zhilin to look at the scar. Suddenly, it was as if...0