Just outside the club, someone had started snapping photos from the shadows.
Xu Yingxue had already booked a hotel, counting on the fact that you wouldn't be able to see clearly when you were sober.
Zhuo Junyue, I just don't believe that you can tell when you are this drunk.
Aren't all men controlled by their lower body? Which cat wouldn't eat fish?
If he doesn't eat the meat that's served to him, that can only mean he's truly impotent.
Xu Yingxue's mouth curled upwards slightly, a cunning glint in her eyes as she helped the utterly drunk Zhuo Junyue into her red Ferrari.
What young woman in Ning City wouldn't be infatuated with a man like Zhuo Junyue?
Driving the car, Xu Yingxue hummed a ditty cheerfully. This man was going to be hers.
The car pulled up to a five-star hotel, and Xu Yingxue helped Zhuo Junyue out of the car.
His heavy body almost crushed her.
