"It's because I haven't done anything that I'm so frustrated!" Li Xingle leaned back against the sofa. "This alcohol! These cigarettes! They are really good stuff!"
Duan Qianzhen's gaze darkened, when suddenly the door to the private room opened.
A somewhat familiar-looking woman walked in, stepping on sharp high heels, her eyes fixed on Li Xingle who was on the sofa. "Lele..."
Li Xingle froze, his gaze flicked over coolly. "Who let you in! Get out!"
"Lele, you're drunk. Let me take you to rest..." The woman sat beside him. "Tonight, I'll keep you company, okay?"
"Get lost!" Li Xingle elbowed her, his eyes cold and full of a chilling aura. "Don't touch me!"
He couldn't even remember how many months it had been since he had touched another woman, and he certainly couldn't recall how long it had been since he touched this woman beside him.
Tonight, he just wanted to drink, he hadn't thought about touching any other woman!
