By God's poor Wang Dacheng, he said two wishes at this time.

Enjoy the beauty of heaven, and then die.

God only promised him one wish.

Just as he untied the beauty's upper body, blinding snow-white came into his eyes, accelerated his breathing, and almost jumped out of his chest with excitement, a hand suddenly appeared under his chin.

Whose hand?

Lao Wang was stunned and looked down.

This hand is also beautiful to the extreme, slender, white and tender, warm and cool, slippery.

Then he slowly turned around and saw a charming face.

His heart jumped again without warning.

All the blood poured out of his limbs and bones...