The lights in the bar were dim, and the dazzling lights made everything around look lustrous and unusual.
Fu Chen narrowed his eyes as he looked at the little girl walking in the crowd. His fingers rubbing the prayer beads paused for a moment. The colorful lights swept past his face, but it didn't make him seem vulgar. Instead, it added a hint of asceticism to him.
It made him look even more inviolable.
"How is it? Isn't this place just right?" The man beside him pushed Fu Chen's arm again. "It looks like it's your first time here."
Song Fengwan was wearing a short black dress that hugged her slender waist, exposing and accentuating her fair and slender legs. Her soft and fluffy waist-length hair and her slightly upturned phoenix eyes gave her a charming aura.
Because it was her first time here, even if she pretended to be calm, her eyes still revealed her timidness.
