"Pull back."
"Cancel the original plan."
In Dongjiang City, Northern Hillside Villa District, on the balcony of a white mansion's second floor, Chen Ziwen, wearing a white bathrobe, leaned back in his lounge chair, basking in the sun with his robe half-open.
He said languidly.
Two naked young girls, faces adorned with charming smiles, one holding a glass of red wine, gently sipped with her small mouth, then fed it to his.
The other carefully sliced the liver of an unknown animal, brought it over half-cooked and bloody...
The young master's breakfast was just so unpretentious and simple.
Although, breakfast time was a bit late, but who made him engage in "battles" all morning and spent a bit too much time?
"You all are really useless, with such poor stamina."
Chen Ziwen felt somewhat disappointed as he watched the girl on the left, who was roasting deer liver, nearly fall as her legs gave way.
He had a habit, or rather a preference.