the next morning, jiang xiong, who was in a drunken state in the arms of the beauty, was suddenly captured by a group of men in black.
he was only wearing a sleeping robe, and his eyes were still drowsy. he found himself in an empty coffee shop.
this place should have been fully booked.
jiang xiong rubbed his eyes and collapsed on the chair in exhaustion, but his eyes were looking around.
Those people just now didn't seem to be simple. as for anger and curses, he had already done them all on the way here, and they were completely useless.
just as he was about to fall asleep again, a rhythmic, elegant sound of high heels clicking against the ground came from a distance, getting closer and closer. he quickly opened his eyes and looked over. then, his eyes lit up and he was no longer sleepy!
what a beautiful woman!
