Feng Qingyue controlled the butterfly, flying slowly and leisurely around the two people overlapping each other, watching this battle of life from 360 degrees without any blind spots.
The man roughly tore off Susan's clothes, revealing her graceful figure underneath. He pressed his strong body on Susan, wantonly getting infinite pleasure from her.
Susan kept making blushing gasps, which then turned into low sobs. Her eyes were seductive. She was bullied so badly that her hands left marks on the man's back.
The scene was extremely erotic, but Feng Qingyue, who was focused on causing trouble, was too lazy to look at it.
She controlled the little butterfly to fly back and forth on the man's back, thinking about where it would be best to leave a mark.
Finally, she set her sights on the man's lower back.
The butterfly turned into a cluster of blue flames, stuck to the man's lower back, and disappeared, leaving behind a small water drop pattern.
The man who was in extreme pleasure felt a slight burning pain on his waist, but he didn't care, thinking it was left by the beauty under him.
After marking the person who was meeting Susan, Feng Qingyue had no intention of continuing to watch. She rubbed her numb legs and left the bar.
That man just now, was he a Zerg? He stinks.
Susan felt as if her body had been run over by a car and the pain was unbearable.
The man quickly dressed himself afterward. He admired the limp woman in front of him and the red marks on her body that aroused his imagination, a smile on his lips: "You did a great job."
After saying that, he turned and left the compartment, leaving Susan naked. She sat up trembling and put on new clothes with difficulty.
Feng Qingyue was walking on the street at night in a good mood. She had implanted her tracking mental power in that man. From then on, she would be able to sense the man's location at any time and know who he served.
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