As the entrance rumbled shut behind him, Bubai's eyes vigilantly scanned his surroundings, ready to react if a sudden, deadly crisis were to strike.
"This way, Brother Mo," Jia Shizi beside him strolled forward with a relaxed attitude, guiding him down the corridor.
They came to a stop in front of the obscure glass door.
"Everyone has their lifestyles, but I personally like to be more open," Jia Shizi remarked before abruptly sliding open the doors.
Bubai was immediately greeted by the hushed ambiance of the bathhouse, a stark contrast to the barren pool in his tower.
Like a massage room, the air was thick with the soothing scent of essential oils and warm steam.
The gentle hum of soft conversations intertwined with the tranquil melody of splashing water, creating a harmonious symphony of relaxation.
With a glance, his eyes were immediately drawn to the flowers decorating the room.
By the pool-side, a blonde woman graced the scene, her back presented like a canvas of pure elegance.
The porcelain expanse of her fair skin peeked through the delicate folds of a pristine white towel, wrapped loosely around her figure. The fabric traced the gentle contours of her spine, highlighting the arch that added a touch of sensuality to her silhouette.
A cascade of golden hair, spun with the brilliance of sunlight, was gathered into a messily coiled bun at the nape of her neck. A few loose tendrils, like strands of gossamer, escaped the confines of the bun, framing the back of her neck in a soft, alluring embrace.
Not far from her, a blooming flower with wavy, golden locks embodied youthful exuberance as she stood in the shallow pool. Her laughter bubbled like a melody as she splashed water playfully towards the blonde lady sitting at the poolside.
As Bubai and Jia Shizi entered, the poolside woman turned her head to throw them a glance.
As she turned, the contours of her face emerged like a masterpiece gradually unveiled.
Her features were a symphony of elegance and sensuality. High cheekbones added a touch of sophistication, while her dark eyes, pools of cerulean depth, held a mysterious allure.
Long, dark lashes framed those eyes, casting flirtatious shadows with every blink. The delicate arc of her eyebrows added a softness to her exotic face.
As the face-framing strand of blonde hair hanging over her eye swayed, her lips, vivid with a hint of a roseate hue, curved into a welcoming smile that held the promise of untold secrets. "Oya, do we have guests, husband?"
"Yes, come greet our guest!" Commanding with a grin, Jia Shizi steered Bubai forward as they drew closer to the poolside.
Heeding his command, the beautiful blonde woman, an epitome of elegance, rose gracefully from her seat and turned around to face them.
Bubai then realize her allure did not stop at her face.
As she stood, her explosive figure commanded attention with every curve. The white towel tightly clung to her form, outlining the contours of her generous bosom and accentuating the subtle curve of her waist.
Beside the elegant lady, the younger beauty slipped out from the pool, rivulets of water trailed down her bare shoulders, tracing a path across her collarbones and highlighting the lithe contours of her frame, not much shorter than the other woman.
Her golden blonde hair, dampened by the pool's water, framed her porcelain face like a cascade of liquid sunlight.
Her face, a mix between maturity and flourishing beauty, showcased features that mirrored the older woman's ripeness but bore the distinct imprint of youthfulness.
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Eternity Starts From His Seed
FantasyTransmigration? Check. Golden Finger? Check. Beauties? Check. Fang Bubai is the protagonist? Che- wait- he is the protagonist?! Then why is there another Fang Bubai running amok like the real protagonist?! And these women throwing themselves on him...