Han Yue had just walked out of the room when she was stopped by a young man, "Beauty, drink with me."
The young man seemed to be somewhat drunk, slurring his words and reaching out to touch Han Yue's face.
Han Yue hurriedly backed away, noticing that although the young man was young, his features were very delicate, with a flirtatious and luxurious temperament, clearly not an ordinary person.
Han Yue thought, compared to the company of bald, pot-bellied old men, this charming young man was far better.
"Who...who are you? Asking someone to drink with you as soon as you come up, I'm not a lady to accompany drinks, what kind of person do you take me for?"
Bai Ziyan almost vomited.
That's right, this young man who appeared drunk and slurred was none other than Bai Ziyan.
He looked at the woman in front of him, her face full of coquettish anger and extreme pretentiousness, and he almost threw up his last meal.
Ming Jing, the task you gave me is just too difficult to complete.
