The man suddenly approached Gu Xiaonuan, his peach blossom eyes filled with a thick interest, alluring and enchanting.
"For our first encounter, allow me to be the host," he said.
Gu Xiaonuan felt embarrassed and was about to say there was no need, but Li Lu, quick-witted, covered her mouth and nodded fervently like a pecking chick.
Sitting on the sofa, Gu Xiaonuan's position allowed her to see the men and women dancing wildly in the dance floor.
It was only then she realized that most of the men here were bare-chested, provocatively wearing only shorts that accentuated their good physiques, and some were even more exaggerated—one slightly green youth was wearing a thong, sitting on a sofa diagonally opposite them, flirting with a nauseatingly fat middle-aged woman.
To this day, Gu Xiaonuan's tolerance had once again been reset by this goods, Li Lu.
Rubbing her eyes, she decided not to be curious and look around anymore.
