"Hahaha, this kid Lei Zhengyuan is really interesting. Does he really want to date you?" An Baixue laughed and almost choked on her drink.
"Just him? Let him dream! That turtle grandson has so many women that he thinks he is nothing but a few rich men? I still think he is dirty!"
An Jinmi raised her chin proudly and took a sip of wine.
The saxophone was playing slowly next to them. There was a comfortable atmosphere in this high-end bar. The two sisters sitting at the small round table were very eye-catching.
Especially An Baixue, she is so bright and beautiful, as beautiful as a baby.
Her hair was lazily tied up in a bun, hanging loosely on her naked snow-white back. A thin strap hung on her slender neck. Two beautiful peaks squeezed out half a hemisphere, and her skirt was so short.
A very decadent light brown skirt that just covers the thighs. Only a woman with An Baixue's temperament can wear it so appropriately and so sexy.
But An Jinmi has a completely different style. She wears a black suspender-length tube top, exposing her tender white belly button and tender waist. Below she wears low-waisted nine-point jeans. When she sits there, she reveals her whole body.
The slightly curved buttocks look rugged and wildly beautiful.
If someone took the photos of An Jinmi when she left the train station and compared them, no one would recognize her.
She is a changeable woman, she is also elegant, she is also sporty, and she is also wild.
"Miss, let's dance a slow three together?" A wretched man narrowed his triangular eyes and discharged his energy at An Jinmi lustfully.
An Baixue twitched her lips in disdain and slapped her to death with one sentence, "Get away, your weight is not enough for me to cook."
An Jinmi narrowed her eyes and smiled at the shocked man, "Sir, neither of us are interested in men, I'm sorry."
It turns out to be lace...
The man ran away wiping cold sweat.
Only then did I realize that An Baixue, who looked like a jade doll, had a vicious mouth, while An Jinmi, who dressed wildly, was very talkative.
The two sisters resumed drinking and joking, when suddenly, An Baixue snapped her fingers like a greedy cat, "That's great!"
"What's great?" An Jinmi looked confused.
"That man's pectoralis major, I bet, must be as hard as a soldering iron!" An Baixue stared at a strong man not far away with hot eyes, who looked like a model.
"Hey, hey, classmate Bai Xue, you already have Zuo Musen, why are you still so perverted? I should be the one drooling so much, I don't have a partner at the moment."
An Baixue took a sip of wine and said, "That guy Zuo Musen... Humans can never be perfect. He has no romantic feelings at all, and when he does that, he doesn't know how to be gentle, like a wild leopard. So..."
An Baixue was already looking straight at the handsome model man, ready to make a move.
"Hey, hey, hey!" An Jinmi grabbed An Baixue's wrist, "Sister, this is not the only thing you are dissatisfied with Zuo Musen, right?"
"Little Ancestor, if I don't attack, that handsome man will leave. Okay, okay, let me tell the truth, I think Zuo Musen is not handsome, his eyes are not big, he is too gangster, and he has scars on his body... Jinmi
Ah, go back by yourself, I’m going to chase that man..."
"Hey, sister..." An Jinmi couldn't stop An Baixue from shouting.
An Jinmi looked at her sister's figure with concern, and muttered, "I'm not afraid that the person named Zuo will find out..."
Whatever you are afraid of will come to you.
An Jinmi turned her head and almost fainted from fright. Oh my god, Zuo Musen came in with a group of younger brothers and was walking towards this way!
An Jinmi panicked, knocked over the cup, and ran towards An Baixue.