Fang Yi casually tossed the cigarette butt on the ground.
Then?
Then he started eating skewers.
Compared to the rather unladylike Leng Wushuang, Fang Yi was a bit more 'ladylike,' but if you were to say who among the three of them was the most ladylike, it would be the flathead guy.
The flathead guy returned, sat down, picked up that bottle of Small Wei Yi, drank a few sips with a plastic straw, then picked up a meat skewer and slowly started eating.
Another bottle of beer reached the bottom, Leng Wushuang pulled out another bottle of beer and placed it in front of Fang Yi.
"Here, open it for Third Senior Sister," Leng Wushuang said.
Suddenly mentioning Third Senior Sister was no surprise to Fang Yi, he did whatever she said.
With a snap, Fang Yi casually pried open the bottle cap with chopsticks and placed it in front of Leng Wushuang.
But as Fang Yi put the bottle of beer back, whether intentionally or accidentally, her snow-white delicate hand brushed Fang Yi's hand.
