"Come here and pour me a drink."
The boy stepped forward sluggishly, his eyes misty with tears. He sneaked a glance at Jiang Zhi, hesitated a few times before sitting down, not daring to sit too close. He cautiously poured a glass of wine and handed it over.
There was a faint scent of men's cologne, not too strong.
However, Jiang Zhi still found it pungent. Holding back his nausea, he accepted the glass and downed it in one gulp. He then looked up at the other person: "Don't you know how to serve people?"
The cold-faced, handsome man exuded an air of elegance. He moved forward and sat down, his hand casually resting on Jiang Zhi's thigh.
"How about this?" The man looked at Jiang Zhi, his hand moving up along Jiang Zhi's thigh. His sharp brows and star-like eyes were impeccably handsome. "What about this, Mr. Jiang?"
This seductive demeanor wasn't effeminate at all. Clearly, he had been trained.
Jiang Zhi said nothing.
