Zhou Luchen probably wasn't watching the movie.
Outside, heavy rain poured, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
The four-meter-high, panoramic, floor-to-ceiling windows made the outside world crystal clear.
This seemed to excite the young masters in the private room even more.
The billiard babe bent over, carefully admiring Zhou Luchen's face. He rested with his eyes closed, an added languor to his presence.
Her gaze drifted downward, landing on the man's waist and hips. It was bulging. Quite impressive.
Her ear tips flushed crimson, and the billiard babe trembled as she asked softly, "Did your girlfriend leave?"
"She left."
The billiard babe's massaging touch softened. "Did you have a fight?"
He pursed his lips. "No fight."
The billiard babe said comfortingly, "Girls need to be coaxed, you know. If you coax them well, they won't leave. If you make a girl sad and she never comes back to you, what will you do then?"
