Lillian lifted her face to look at Ye Fengyang who stood in front of her and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. "p>
"Would you join me for a drink?" she asked.
Ye Fengyang raised both his arms to the railing next to her, leaning in, his face inches from hers, "Am I not qualified for that?"
In the faint blue mist, his handsome and sexy countenance wavered. Lillian couldn't help but feel a flutter in her heart.
To Lillian, men were like clothes. She never really cared about them. However, if there was attractive clothing in front of her, she would not let it pass easily.
The man before her, both in terms of appearance and temperament, quite satisfied her. She did not mind spending the night with him.
She did not avoid him. Instead, she leaned towards him.
"Mr. K, what kind of drink do you prefer?" she asked.
Ye Fengyang grinned. "Of course... liquor!"
"Is that so?" Lillian touched her tongue to her lips languidly, "I also like it."
