Chapter 174

How alluring a drunken wife can be: eyes slightly narrowed, a charming smile, beautiful eyes gazing, and a pair of long, black-stockinged legs casually placed.

Her small mouth was slightly open, her chest rose and fell gently with her breath, completely defenseless, ready to be picked at will.

Lying on her side, her short skirt rode up, revealing her inner thighs. The closer to her fuller figure, the lighter the color of the opaque black stockings became, allowing glimpses of her fair skin underneath.

Further inside, the skirts concealed the view, arousing curiosity and prompting people to want to take…