C50 In the Private Room

There are a few lights in the not-so-bright box. It was almost a dim, warm yellow light. This was a room specially reserved for couples. Whether it was the incense in the room or the furnishings, all of them revealed a kind of ambiguous feeling. Under this kind of atmosphere, who knew what kind of emotions Chu Muyan would feel.

Fu Xuewan sat on the sofa in the private room and thought curiously