Xu Xiangbei and his group arrived at the Celestial Sea Hotel, ready to have dinner. He held Qin Xue the whole way, taking full advantage, yet Qin Xue's hand never left his abdomen, constantly tormenting his flesh. Pain and pleasure, that was his truest feeling.
Meanwhile, Zeng Xianren stood nearby, his face turning purple, swelling red like a pig's liver. He restrained his anger, watching Xu Xiangbei and Qin Xue ahead, seeming to flirt, gritting his teeth like a volcano ready to erupt, yet having to suppress the fire inside.
They entered a private room, the waiter first asked about ordering dishes.
"Hey, Captain Zeng, you called us to dinner, so should you be footing the bill?" Xu Xiangbei smiled broadly, as if meeting an old friend after many years.
Zeng Xianren, hearing his words, really wanted to curse: Do you have no shame?
Yang Hai, Qin Xue, and Guo Lijun nearby all stifled their laughter at his words.
