Speaking of which, Liu the Tyrant earnestly taught Ye Chen, even using Feng Zhixiao as a human model. Then, something was placed on Feng Zhixiao. This thing fits on a woman's chest. The two feather-like pieces on the chest would tremble and tickle a woman's buds, making her feel incredibly pleased and reach a peak of pleasure.
"Damn, what the hell do I need this for? There aren't any women in prison!" Ye Chen immediately roared.
"Who said there aren't any women!" Liu the Tyrant looked at Ye Chen seriously and then said wickedly, "Isn't our beautiful Prison Director a woman!"
Hiss...
Ye Chen immediately took a sharp inhale, damn it, these bastards are hinting at me to make a move on Dian Ling. A bunch of assholes, but I like it. Always thinking ahead of me. Wahaha... Ye Chen's heart immediately erupted with an evil smile, then he happily patted Feng Zhixiao on the shoulder, saying, "Very good, you little rascals think even more than I do?"
