Wretched Slave

Han Moze stood up, grinning wickedly as he leered at the unconscious Liu Rushuang. Then, holding his hands before himself to look at the remaining drugs on it, he took out his napkin to wipe it nonchalantly.

Just now, while he had been massaging her feet, he used inner breath to deliver that sedative into the woman's body.

He then turned and headed to the hot spring, and the sun had already set after he had a bath.

Returning to bed buck-naked, he pulled off the sheets and undid Liu Rushuang's sash, as well as everything else, putting everything at a stool in the corner before he went to town on that supple body.

In her drug-induced sleep, Liu Rushuang would occasionally frown or moan, but did not react otherwise.

She seemed to see someone pumping into her in her dream, but could not see the person's face.

Either way, Han Moze wrapped his arms tightly around her and slept after the deed was done.