Mu Liang's expression was quite delicate, as he smiled slightly, his exquisite features mesmerizing, the thin muscles on his chest so sexy they could make someone get a nosebleed, "That's my honor."
Qiao Xia arrogantly nodded and said to the beautiful woman, "Excuse me, he's mine now."
The beautiful woman turned away coldly, having flirted for so long only to have her prey snatched away by an oriental woman, was very displeased. Mu Liang spread his hands, leaned against the side, and beckoned with his finger, "Hey, wife, I'm just thirsty."
"Who's your wife? Tonight, I'm the Little Fairy."
Mu Liang burst out laughing, "Little Fairy, give me a drink."
