"No, no need. We're leaving." Li Buyan forcefully pulled Shi Qingqing.
"No, I'm not leaving. The handsome guy is buying us drinks!" Shi Qingqing grabbed one of the men's glasses.
Shi Qingqing was wearing a black tight-fitting short skirt tonight. The air conditioning was intense here, her long legs exposed without feeling cold. Her lips were painted with lipstick, her body softly leaned into the man's arms, smiling seductively, and she quickly downed a glass of wine.
Li Buyan was stunned to watch.
This was completely different from the Shi Qingqing she knew before.
Gradually, she found the gentle image of Shi Qingqing in her memory becoming blurry.
"Miss, it's your turn." Another man looked at Li Buyan, "It's for you."
"Sorry, I don't drink. I'm here to accompany her!" Li Buyan politely declined with a smile.
"It's a soft drink." The man handed it to her, "Try it, there's absolutely no alcohol."
"I..." Li Buyan still wanted to refuse.
