Although Mark's words were spoken to both of them, his gaze merely skimmed over Spicy Girl's face and landed squarely on Shi Nian's face.
Spicy Girl hummed and walked straight past Mark toward the group of people.
Shi Nian originally wanted to follow, but Mark was standing in front of her, his gaze firmly fixed, so she had to pause for the moment.
At this time, the background light in the bar had dimmed and, since she was standing in the aisle, a crystal rotating ball lamp shone above her head. The light, like fine, broken diamonds, showered down with the rotation of the lamp ball, casting tiny sparks on her face and hair, and twinkling exquisitely in her eyes.
Mark couldn't look away, his pupils involuntarily dilating.
——This represents a man's [desire] for a woman.
Shi Nian felt a bit awkward and pointed that way: "How about, we go over as well?"
