People on the dance floor twisted their bodies ambiguously, and flashes of various colors shone on everything in the bar, adding a bit of different charm.
"Give me two snow festivals!" Jiuying walked to the bar and knocked on the table.
"Yes!" The waiter was fascinated by Jiuying's appearance and nodded blankly.
"Then why don't you go quickly!" Feng glared at the waiter. Sakura could only be his, and no one else could look at it!
"What are you doing so well? He scared everyone away!" Jiuying looked at Feng for no reason.
"Didn't you see the stinky man staring at your face just now?" Feng hugged Jiuying in his arms overbearing.
"Ha?" Jiuying's emotional intelligence has declined a little, so she has no idea what Feng means.
"Nothing!" Feng shook his head.
"Little beauty, let's have a drink with me!" A lustful burly man walked over, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. One hand was still trying to put on Jiuying's fair shoulders.
All the people in the bar looked here, and everyone's expressions were gloating, watching the show, and sympathy. You should know that this man is the right-hand assistant of the Lord of Canying Palace! No one knows whether it is, because there has never been
I have seen two palace masters of Canying Palace.
"Crack--" The burly man's 'burly hand' was frozen.
"This...what's going on?!" The big man looked at his hand differently.
"Ah—" A scream passed through the entire bar.
The burly man's hands were completely useless, and this was the fate of Ding Jiuying.
The client was drinking wine as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had to do with him.
"Sakura, you should do it..."
Just when everyone thought Feng was about to say, "You are too heavy to do it", it was unexpected...
"It's too light!"
Petrified by everyone.
"You stinky bitch! Do you know who I am?" The burly man held his already ruined hand and said with a wide glare.
"Who is it?" Jiuying gently sipped the "Snow Festival".
"Haha! I'm the master of Canying Palace - Xueying's subordinate!"