The deeper into the snack street, the more people there were, and those restless 'wolves' began hunting for their prey.
Following the two young ladies, Leng Xuan's mind was still on Zhou Li's matter when he suddenly heard Ling Xuejiu shout, "What are you doing?" That's when he snapped back to reality, looked up, and saw Ling Xuejiu glaring at a man in his thirties wearing a black tank top, large shorts, and with tattoos on his arms.
The tattooed man had just reached out with a sleazy paw toward Ling Xuejiu, but was now pretending to be innocent with a menacing look on his face as he said, "What did I do?"
Ling Xuejiu stared back and demanded, "What were you just touching?"
With a lewd chuckle, the tattooed man said, "Did I touch you? Where did I touch you? Was it here?" As he spoke, he reached out his hand to touch Ling Xuejiu's chest again.
