Curses continuously echoed in his ears like a spell, making his nerves ache. Bao Ye frowned and took the last drag.
He tossed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
A seductive female voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Sir, why are you here alone?"
"Is it a headache? Let sister help you rub it?"
The sofa sank down.
Bao Ye opened his eyes to see a girl in her early twenties, dressed in black straps, kneeling beside him.
She looked alluring and seductive.
Especially her eyes, painted like panda eyes.
And wearing this torn outfit.
Even emitting a strong stench.
Seeing her about to crawl over to him, Bao Ye's eyes flickered with disgust, and he coldly said, "Get lost!"
The girl's lips pouted, aggrieved: "Brother, don't be so fierce."
"I'm so cute, how could you bear to be fierce to me."
Bao Ye: "..."
His stomach churned.
