The young man seemed to be just like Lin Zhenghui, the little peasant, unable to move whenever he saw a beauty.
Whether successful or not, he thought he might as well go over and flirt a bit.
There were many beauties in the restaurant, some with particularly good figures. All the men there seemed to have their eyes on them.
Observing their curvy bodies and ample bosoms was particularly eye-catching, they seemed to become the focus of the restaurant.
Especially some of the voluptuous women, who had their lofty peaks standing tall under thin clothing, trembling slightly with each breath, filled with a fiery charm.
"HI, beauty, care for a drink?" the bold and proactive man asked as he approached a few beauties.
"What's the point of just one drink? If we drink, it should be bottles. But are you paying?" they said teasingly to the man actively hitting on them.
"Sure, I'll pay," he said.
"Here's to one, but let's be clear, no touching," the bold girls said, unafraid of them.
