Chapter 52: Compared, Inch by Inch
Xue Lan reclined like royalty upon her silk-draped divan, her bare skin catching the glow of the spirit lamps flickering across the walls. Her body shimmered—thighs freshly oiled, breasts full and flushed, her nipples stiff with anticipation. Her legs were spread just wide enough to reveal the wet gleam between them.
Lin Mu knelt naked at her feet, his face flushed, the petition scroll trembling in his hands. His cock stood stiff—hard, red, twitching—but small. Four-point-six inches, erect. And he knew she remembered that number as clearly as he did.
"Begin," Xue Lan said.
Her tone was casual. Sweet. Cruel.
Lin Mu swallowed and opened the scroll.
"Wei Shen," he read, voice already unsteady. "Ten-point-one inches. Storm-Breath Dual Pulse."
She hummed. "So more than double your size."
He nodded.
She leaned back, her fingers stroking her thigh idly.
"Next."
"Chi Jiao," he said. "Eleven inches. Yin-Seed Bloom Technique."