Feng Nuo hadn't understood the meaning of that sentence at first, but the next second, seeing He Qianhui's quivering bosom, she got the point.
"Her cleavage is quite noticeable; no need to bare it all for others to see at a glance."
As for herself, a little ingenuity was necessary.
Arriving at the door of the private room, He Qianhui checked her dress again and thought about it before pulling it up a little higher.
This time, Feng Nuo didn't ask why; she simply followed suit.
Although her upper body wasn't as impressive as He Qianhui's, her legs were well-proportioned, and paired with a pair of black stockings, were enough to keep a man's gaze fixed.
"Ready?" He Qianhui asked.
"Ready," Feng Nuo replied firmly.
Pushing the door open, the music inside immediately flooded their ears, mingling with the scent of women's perfume and the aroma of alcohol.
"Oh my, why did you two come at this hour? Hurry up and punish yourselves with three drinks."
