"Beauty, it's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. It's fate that we can meet in the common people, and we can even sit here and drink together. You and I..."
"Speak English!"
"Beauty, do you want to go out?"
Shen Xiaoxiao listened to the bald man's chattering for a long time and finally got to the point. She glanced at him, then at her own wine glass, and said to the bald man in a rare good mood, "On account of you pouring me wine, hurry up and leave. I'm here to vent my anger!"
Shen Xiaoxiao's small face was completely cold. The colorful lights really added a unique charm to her frosty face.
The bald man had been in this bar street for many years. What kind of woman had he not seen? Of course, he also knew what kind of woman he could provoke and what kind of woman he could not provoke.
