As soon as he finished speaking, Oriana turned around gracefully, her movements were like a light ballet dancer.

I saw her arms fluttering slightly, and as the movements were smooth, the bathrobe slid off her body like wings, showing a beautiful picture.

She took Brian as the center and presented her perfect body to his eyes.

Her legs were long and straight, like two delicately carved black jade, and they showed inviolable nobility when they stood tightly.

The slender waist was only held in one grasp, as if a gust of wind could blew it into bend.

However, looking up, her figure is as curvaceous as a poetic and picturesque, her towering outline is quite charming, and every line is full of thrilling beauty.

Her skin is as delicate and smooth as cream, and the girlish tightness feel is intertwined with amazing elasticity.

I have to say that this unique skin texture exudes a completely mature and gorgeous style, as well as the charming and enchanting charm, which is incomparable to any girl.

It’s no wonder that some people would say something like saying “I don’t know what’s good about my eyes or something that’s wrong on the spot.”

Brian looked at the Zoll wielded in front of him.

Not only did he not avoid his eyes, he also patrolled carefully on her fascinating body, not letting go of every inch of her skin.

This kind of carnal beauty is indeed as amazing as a work of art.

This made him have to admit in his heart that even the most beautiful woman would have lost her fun by at least half if she did not master some special skills and means.

Among the women who have had close contact with Brian, the elector of the Magic Goddess, Storm Silver Hand is the oldest, a girl who is eighteen years old and hundreds of years old.

Even so, her skills are not comparable to those of Oriana.

After all, Zoer is one of the races that are best at exploring this kind of fun.

Feeling Brian's unscrupulous gaze floating on her, Oriana felt a sense of satisfaction, which was exactly the male attention she was expecting.

Brian's unconcealed appreciation greatly satisfied her innate self-confidence.

However, she was still a little surprised by Brian's reaction.

Because unlike other men she had met in the past, Brian did not approach her eagerly like a hungry wolf, which made her feel both novel and interesting.

Of course, Oriana is not in a hurry to advance all of this.

In her opinion, time is the most abundant luxury, and opportunities are endless.

So she gracefully pulled Brian's hand and guided him to the bathhouse that was emitting a faint steam.

Her voice was soft and tempting: "Mr. Mage, please allow me to untire you and then lie down quietly. I will let you experience for yourself what is joy beyond perception."

As she said that, she gently took off Brian's bathrobe, as if every move was a dance of love.

Brian was aroused by her words and behavior and curiosity and expectation.

He looked down at the girl Zhuoer who served him, and asked with a smile:

"Supreme happiness? I'm very much looking forward to it. But I'm not a novice in this regard. If I'm just a vulgar tadpole looking for my mother, don't blame me for not buying it."

His eyes were shining with a light of challenge, and he was obviously not afraid of any kind of adventure.

Orianna understood the meaning of Bryan's words, and she knew that he was not an ordinary man, with rich experience and unique taste.

So she gently tapped his chest with a small fist, and a naughty anger flashed in her eyes: "You misunderstood, the happiness I mean is not what you imagined. Now, please follow my guidance and quietly enjoy the tranquility and beauty of this moment."

Some thoughts flashed through Brian's mind.

He shrugged his shoulders gently, and ignored it. Then he obediently lay down on the marble floor, right next to the edge of the bath, looking at the girl Zhuoer, revealing a feeling of expectation and relaxation.

Orianna sat down gracefully beside Brian, her movements as light and agile as a cat.

I saw her slender hands tilted and took a crystal bottle that was as delicate as a plaything in her hands.

The liquid in the bottle flashes with an attractive luster under the light, as green as jade, and exudes an intoxicating fragrance.

She slowly pulled out the cork at the bottle's mouth and tilted the bottle slightly downward.

The green viscous liquid, like a lively snake, flowed out along the guide of Oriana's smooth and tender horns, evenly and softly covering every inch of Brian's back.

The cool feeling and faint fragrance of the liquid made Brian close his eyes lightly, as if intoxicated by such enjoyment.

This magical liquid not only emits a refreshing fragrance, but also has the magical effect of relaxing muscles and activates the meridians.

With the nourishment of this liquid, Brian's back seemed to have rebirth, his muscles gradually relaxed, and his tight nerves gradually relaxed.

And Oriana's technique is even more amazing.

Her massage techniques vary widely, sometimes as gentle as snow to caress her face, sometimes as powerful as spring water.

Under her skillful hands, the effect of the liquid was brought to the extreme, and Brian felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and relaxation.

As she gently stroked her slender fingers, Brian felt every muscle beating happily, as if she was enjoying this comfortable massage.

A stream of indescribable comfort surged from the depths of his muscles and spread throughout his body.

His breathing gradually became deep and rhythmic, completely immersed in this ultimate enjoyment.

On the surface, Brian has not yet enjoyed other women's baths and massages.

But even in this regard, even the experienced veteran driver Storm may be defeated in front of this Zoer Mage.

In these dreamy and illusory comforts, Brian felt his thoughts gradually become chaotic, and the thoughts in his mind seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, turning into a sticky ball of paste.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He was immersed in this indescribable feeling, unable to think of anything, and did not want to think about anything anymore.

At this confused moment, he vaguely heard a voice sounding gently in his ears, which was Oriana's voice.

"Is it comfortable?" The sound is like the strings in the breeze, lingering gently.

Brian opened his eyes slightly, and the scene in front of him made him feel dizzy.

He nodded with satisfaction, and said with a slight trembling voice: "Very good, your technique is unparalleled. Now I finally understand why you say this is supreme happiness."

Oriana smiled charmingly and then lay down on Brian's back.

Her perfect body is as elegant as a sculpture, and her smooth skin is like a good porcelain.

Orianna's body is smart and rhythmic, and her movements are like a silent dance music. It has no words but is more powerful than words.

Her hands gently held Brian's shoulders, and the subtle changes in her fingertips made her even more eye-catching.

And her graceful body twisted like a wave caressing the beach, showing unparalleled temptation and mystery.

Every movement of her is like a charming poem, full of praise and desire for life.

Brian felt a mysterious energy flowing through her body, bringing an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

This feeling was like an electric current passing through his body, making him feel as if he was in a magical world.

The Drow Elves are indeed a race that is naturally good at discovering and enjoying happiness.

Every move of Oriana is full of temptation and mystery.

Her presence is like a unique landscape that immerses Brian in this unparalleled joy.
Chapter completed!