"Ladies, let's drink."
Ning Fan laughed heartily, spreading his arms to embrace the four enchanting beauties.
"Master, let me serve you a drink."
Crimson wine turned into a bloodline sliding into the small cherry mouth, then passed to Ning Fan's mouth through a kiss.
Just then, the room's door was kicked open with a bang.
Gazing at the three men and one woman who barged in, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the accompanying girls, with the mature woman's flustered expression fully demonstrating the intruders' ill intentions.
Ning Fan glanced sideways at the young man standing in the front, then said indifferently, "Ignore him, darling, let's continue drinking."
Such arrogant behavior indeed infuriated the young man, "Kid, you're quite bold, daring not to put me, Wei Ke, in your eyes."
"Scram!"
Ning Fan shouted, his deep voice like thunder resonating, rolling towards the three people.
With a bang!
