A few days later,
Ye Tian held one woman in each arm. They lay like limp puddles of mud, radiating an alluring fragrance, their skin glowing. One was charming, the other exquisite, with not an ounce of surplus fat, clinging to him like water snakes.
"Well, wives, it seems you really have swallowed me whole," Ye Tian said as a winner in life, with beauties quietly resting against him.
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