Bai Aifeng faces a man with a metal mesh mask next to him.
If it wasn't for this Zuo Siyun, Bai Aifeng would never participate in this hustle and noisy makeup ball.
Although it is said to be able to get the admission volume of the peacock makeup ball, it is the hope of many people, but he disdain, he does not need it.
What shit business status ... he didn't put it in his eyes at all.
Rather than having time to rub it here and waste time, he is better to return to the laboratory and engage in research. That is what he is interested in. [
"Well, fox. Take you here, of course, looking for happiness.
"Don't you think your life is too boring?
"And ... here, don't call my name directly, call me Xiaojin."
Metal mask men refer to their own masks.
"Xiao Jin?"
This name makes Bai Aifeng funny.
"Don't talk nonsense. Asi, say ... the purpose of you brought me here."
"Hey, fox, I ask you, are you ... are you virgin?"
Zuo Siyun looked up at Bai Aifeng up and down, a ridiculous expression.
"Fox, answer me quickly."
Seeing Bai Aifeng closed his lips tightly, without talking, Zuo Siyun urged.
"What about you?"
Bai Aifeng seemed to be lacking, and did not want to answer this question.