In a place like this, are there really any cats that don't eat meat?
Li Qing was skeptical of what Brother Gong had said.
Before long, a waiter came in pushing a cart of beer.
No sooner had the beer been arranged on the table than a crisp sound of footsteps came from outside.
Soon after, a line of girls filed in and stood opposite the sofa.
Having experienced such a lineup at Lü Zong's place, and with the large number of people today, Li Qing was not the slightest bit nervous and leisurely took his time sizing up the group of women.
There were women of all shapes and sizes, a good number, at least fifteen or sixteen.
"Qingzi, look, the tall ones on the left are pretty and conservatively dressed. They will only join you for drinks, without going out with you. As for those on the right showing off their arms and legs, almost baring those two 'buns,' they can go out with you, but obviously they are of inferior beauty,"
