C60 Chaos

In the Red Apricot Pavilion, a room bathed in soft pink hues, a luxurious and plush bed took center stage...

"Let's have a contest to see who can last longer."

The Third Young Master, with his slender frame and hollow cheeks, seemingly fragile as if a gust of wind could topple him, was full of high spirits. He was energetically astride a woman, his passion undulating with fervor..