It was the last boudoir, Zhao Bin and Yu Wenxin. This time, Yu Wenxin was not nervous, on the contrary, Zhao Bin was nervous.

Although the murderer saw the peach blossom mark on her body, he was afraid that he could not see the peach blossom mark on Yuwenxin's body. Without the peach blossom mark, he could not let the other party reach that point, let alone volatilize the inhibited aphrodisiacs in his body.

Without Zhao Bin's reminder, Yu Wenxin took off his coat directly, exposed his snow-white skin, and laid his back on the bed with a slight tremor.

Zhao Bin swallowed a mouthful of water. Although Yu Wenxin...