C53 Poor Pleading

Qiao Anran was forced to hug his neck tightly, her mind was still muddled as she spoke nonsense.

"Is it Mu Yueze?" "Is that so?"

Mu Yueze looked down at the woman in his arms. Her face was flushed from the alcohol. It was no wonder that a man came up to tease her.

He frowned as he walked through the crowd. He hated places like bars the most