Ruan Ruan, What Are You Insinuating?

At the entrance of the villa, two tall and outstanding figures stood in the dark.

A few minutes ago, Huo Hannian, who was about to return to the villa, bumped into Li Yanchen, who was standing there.

Li Yanchen was wearing a blue striped shirt with the first three buttons unbuttoned, and a few scratch marks could be vaguely seen inside. He had one hand in his pocket, and there was an inexplicable sexiness of abstinence in his refined and refined temperament.

Huo Hannian could tell at a glance what had happened to this fellow.

"Why? Are you here to show off?" Huo Hannian said with an unpleasant expression.

Li Yanchen's phoenix eyes under the golden frame were as cold as jade. He pursed his thin lips and said calmly," Have you ever seen a woman who would leave a hundred dollars behind after eating and wiping her face clean?"

He was only worth a hundred dollars?