C68 A Drunk Man Is Not a Drunk Man

"Ding." A crisp sound entered her ears. Wang Xiyue, who was picking up the coffee, subconsciously turned her head towards the source of the sound. What entered her eyes were a pair of legs wearing thin high heels. It was just that the bracelet on her ankle had attracted her attention.

The anklet was made of silver, and there wasn't even a slight opening. It was unknown how it was brought in