Surrounded by the women, Ye Feng walked into the hut.
As soon as he entered the hut, he sat down, and the women gathered around him, making him the center of their circle.
Some leaned on his arms, some sat before him, and some lay directly in his embrace.
Such beautiful women leaning against Ye Feng, this scene, enough to drive countless men in the world mad with desire, was enjoyed solely by Ye Feng.
This made Ye Feng immensely proud.
He felt warmth in his heart.
To have the deep affection of such women in one's life is enough.
Gazing at the beauties before him, and inhaling the fragrance they emitted, a flame rose in Ye Feng's heart.
"Beauties, it's getting late, why don't we practice our skills?" Ye Feng spoke with a smile on his lips.
The women did not respond, instead bowing their heads shyly.
But this change, to Ye Feng, was no different from a response.
