In the pulse of the thumping music, Chu Yi breezed past the screen, casually imitating Wen Ya's simple movements as he picked up a glass of champagne from a tray held by a waiter.
Two scantily clad blondes nearby gave him sultry glances, which Chu Yi gladly received, returning them with a pair of air kisses.
The girls immediately giggled, whispering to each other before suddenly sauntering over and pressing themselves against Chu Yi, hips swaying.
"Handsome, got a date?"
A heavy scent of perfume mixed with the smell of alcohol hit him as the girls leaned in to speak in his ears, their warm breath tickling him.
If you're going to talk, why are your fingers scribbling on my chest!
Chu Yi inwardly curled his lip and then unapologetically wrapped his arms around them both.
They were offering themselves on a silver platter, so why not take advantage of the opportunity?
Even as his hands roamed freely without reservation, Chu Yi didn't forget what he was really there for.
