C117 What's in the Gourd

Usually Qiao Yurou would dress like a lady, but this time it was different. She wore a tight dress that accentuated her figure, especially her skirt. It was so short that it only covered her thighs, exposing her entire leg to the air.

Because of the dim light in the bar, even Qiao Yumeng saw her white legs for the first time, let alone others.

Beside Qiao Yurou sat a man in his forties