The light of the lamp was as small as a bean. A beauty under a lamp was even more charming.

Lu Liwei was currently lying on a bed under this lamp. The bed was made from bronze and covered with a big blanket made out of fox fur sprinkled with perfume. There was also some wine nearby.

She wore a tight, multi-layered gown, but this didn’t conceal her curvy and perfect figure. She held a jar of wine while lying on the soft bed. This cold jar was fitting snugly in her proud and plump breasts.

The fragrant plumes of the wine drifted in the air and could seemingly condense into a pretty scene of blossoming flowers. Its faint fragrance flew around the room and surrounded her delicate body.

Her jade-like feet were exposed. They weren’t overly fat nor thin; they were delicate and soft as she gently stretched them out. One would feel an impulsive temptation to lift up the rest of her skirt.

“Miss Liwei, you are indeed...