A Dragon Or A Bug

It was already midnight. Countless people were asleep, but there were many people still active. Far away in the capital city, Li Chuhai swayed the glass in his hand. The red liquid in the glass sloshed slightly, and Li Chuhai's cold smile could be seen on the surface of the glass.

A woman swayed her hips and walked over. She raised her fair arms and wrapped them around Li Chuhai's waist lazily. She said coquettishly, "Why aren't you sleeping yet? Did you lose sleep again?"

As she spoke, her exquisite body leaned close to the man's strong back. Her hands that were wrapped around his waist started to become restless. They moved down slowly, and she exhaled heavily as she spoke naughty words.

"Since you can't sleep, why don't we do it again? Maybe you can sleep when you're tired."

Hearing this, Li Chuhai sneered. He turned around and suddenly grabbed the woman's smooth straight hair with one hand. He pulled it back, forcing the woman to look up at him.