"Handsome, my name is Zhang Xiaoxiao, may I ask how to address you?"
A girl with an outgoing look, wearing tight jeans that show off her figure, quirky and a bit beautiful, definitely a 70-point beauty, with a touch of mischief in her smile, walked towards Mu Chen and asked.
Mu Chen saw the newcomer was a beauty, and responded with a slight smile, "Mu Chen, Mu as in shepherd, Chen as in a good time and beautiful scenery. If you don't mind, you can call me Handsome Mu Chen."
"Handsome is really humorous. Would you be interested in finding a place to sit down?" Zhang Xiaoxiao put a hand on Mu Chen's chest, sending a soul-stirring glance his way, and asked again.
"Beauty's request is certainly possible when there's a chance," Mu Chen said indifferently, although without much wavering. He wasn't unfamiliar with women's initiative, but he knew too well that women scorn a man who's too eager. Mu Chen wasn't foolish enough to suggest something like, 'wait for me to be free later'.
