As Xue Tang's graceful figure disappeared behind the door,
Li Dong sat on the bed for a while longer before mustering his energy to go to the bathroom. Passing the mirror, he saw that he looked somewhat thin.
His erect penis, compared to most people, was nothing special.
Back in Lan Yan's team, he had never felt inferior when he saw that most people's penises were a size larger than his.
Only when Lan Yan appeared naked in the bathroom, her firm, smooth, muscular body, with its long, slender lines, like a naked Valkyrie.
And when his teammates couldn't help but "raise their heads" in respect behind Lan Yan's firm, round, white buttocks, their erect penises, some curved, some upright, swollen, dark red, moving vividly, did he feel a slight unease.
Because when erect penises stood out, the size difference was even more obvious.
Of course, this doesn't mean his penis was small; it's just that the members selected for Lan Yan's team were all true elites, each one vigorous, tall, and full of energy, their sexual abilities naturally far surpassing those of ordinary people.
Otherwise, how could even his anus be blocked by semen?
Now, after sleeping in the life support tank for four years, he was a little thinner than before, and his dantian was injured, which also greatly affected his ability to continue…
Now, recalling the previous scene, a strange feeling arose spontaneously.
Could he satisfy Lan Yan?
If not…
Li Dong gritted his teeth slightly, turned on the shower, and shook his head, trying to extinguish this strange feeling and thought.
The gentle patter of water droplets pattered on his back, but it couldn't extinguish the faint, strange feeling in his heart.
His mind kept replaying Xue Tang's recent actions, and the string of pearls he'd seen that morning—a garment that could hardly be called "underwear."
Xue Tang was his most cherished lover, and because of this, he imagined her possibly wearing that "underwear" to see someone else.
Perhaps, displaying her alluring beauty before others.
Perhaps, lifting her skirt to reveal her full, luscious labia adorned with a string of shimmering pearls…
The mere thought of this possibility filled Li Dong with an unusual, stifling, and heavy feeling, as if a strange string within him had been gently plucked. A bittersweet mix of unease, depression, and a faint sense of excitement clung to him like a leech.
He didn't want this to happen, yet a strange expectation lingered within him. He shouldn't have expected it, yet it stirred a restless, itchy feeling within him, like a gecko crawling on his heart.
He took a breath, feeling more conflicted than ever before.
Suddenly, a thought popped into his mind:
"Why not follow them and see?"
This thought, accompanied by a strange itch, almost completely occupied his thought process.
But then, as if suddenly waking up, Li Dong shook his head. Now was not the time for such a thing.
Because more important things awaited him; nothing could take precedence over Xue Tang's safety.
And his first priority was definitely Xu Pengxuan. After these past few days of effort, Xu Pengxuan's remaining forces had almost been wiped out.
However, the culprit, Xu Pengxuan, was still nowhere to be found, as if he had vanished into thin air.
But he had a premonition that Xu Pengxuan, or rather, Lust, wouldn't disappear so easily this time.
After all, Xu Pengxuan's disappearance was so mysterious; there was no guarantee he wouldn't suddenly reappear one day.
As long as Xu Pengxuan remained at large, Xue Tang's safety couldn't be guaranteed 100%, and he couldn't focus his attention on Zhi Ran and Lan Yan.
However, although Xu Pengxuan's situation was still unresolved, while sweeping through Xu Pengxuan's forces, he unexpectedly discovered some clues that might be related to Zhi Ran.
He had previously been puzzled about who provided Xu Pengxuan's thugs with their extraordinary organs.
Only now did he find out—the Luo family.
The Luo family's revelation surprised him greatly, as he had grown up in the Luo family, a branch family of the Luo family, and had known Luo Shaoheng and his son Luo Ming since childhood.
He also remembered Luo Ming. Once, at Xue Tang's birthday party, she wore a pure white dress adorned with light blue flowers, revealing a section of her fair, snow-white legs, and ivory-like feet in wedge sandals, rounded ankles, slender toes, and full, delicate insteps.
Her jade-like toes resembled delicate, smooth pearls, their nails rounded and small, curled like alluring flower petals.
Her thick, jet-black hair, like fine silk, flowed smoothly down her back. She smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes bright and captivating, as if a fairy had descended to earth.
As she was about to enter the dance floor, the beauty shyly bit her moist, cherry-red lips, looking at him as if waiting for him to invite her to dance the first dance.
Just as Li Dong finally realized what was happening, her slender, white hand was suddenly grasped by a hand from the side.
The person was Luo Ming. His hand greedily gripped Xue Tang's smooth, delicate hand, lightly gliding across her palm like a leech. Ignoring the beauty's furrowed brows, he pulled Xue Tang onto the dance floor.
Luo Ming's dance steps were far from good, or rather, he constantly rushed the beat in an attempt to get closer to Xue Tang.
"Ahhh!"
Xue Tang let out a soft cry, slightly twisting her ankle as Luo Ming rushed past her, unaccustomed to the tight wedge heels.
Li Dong tried to approach, but Luo Ming pushed him aside, helping Xue Tang to a corner sofa. He removed her shoes, taking her delicate, fair foot in his hands and gently kneading the soft, powdery sole.
Her trembling foot straightened slightly, appearing even more slender and soft. Her tender, white toes curled and trembled, a sight that made one's eyes water and gave off a faint, alluring fragrance, tempting one to savor it.
Xue Tang initially struggled, but seeing him approach, she pouted slightly.
Perhaps annoyed that he hadn't taken her hand in time, the beauty seemed a little angry, her eyes looking at him with a misty, resentful expression… and so her small foot continued to be caressed and kneaded in Luo Ming's hands.
Her small feet were plump and tender, like delicate water chestnuts, the skin on the instep almost translucent, glistening like snow.
Her toes were slender and delicate, a soft, pale pink hue beneath the arch of her foot, her heel round and small, tinged with a soft, light orange hue. Under Luo Ming's kneading, she resembled a delicate, helpless little white flower.
What appeared to be a simple foot massage actually included the instep, sole, and toes.