"Everyone, this is my little sister. Later, when we're all going wild, you can't bully her, okay?"
As Tang Wanyuan spoke, she didn't forget to give several men sitting in front a look.
Understanding her hint, those men quickly stood up, each grabbed one of Chi Zaozao's hands, and pulled her to sit between them.
"Little sister's of age, right?"
"How old are you this year, little sister?"
"Little sister is really pretty. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"..."
Chi Zaozao held her breath and clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could spray and choke them to death with salt soda in the face of the men's questions.
Looking up at Tang Wanyuan, she had already turned to entertain other long-legged beauties.
Zaozao wanted to get up and walk away, too, but was held back by the men beside her, "Gorgeous, don't go. Sit down, let's chat for a while!"
"Exactly. You see, pick whichever one of us you like, and he'll accompany you for the night. How about that?"
