C857 Alcoholic Chaos

Leng Qingyu's appearance was one in a million. She just stood at the door without doing anything. It had already attracted the attention of many men. Some of them even went up to greet her.

He walked over and lightly patted the man's shoulder. His smile was calm.

"Sorry, she already has an appointment."

As her voice fell, her gaze lightly rested on her body