Underground Bar

"Hehe! I don't need to trouble you anymore, We're going to the bar to play. You're not familiar with the road, so let me drive."

Lu Xueyao forced a smile, but in her heart she thought, If I had known you were a pig farmer, I would have kept a pig. Can I let you touch my car? Besides, did you call Xueyao that?

Loong Fei would never dream that just when he was enjoying the delicious food, Lu Xueyao and Lin Yichun were doing the same thing. They wiped the steering wheel of the Maserati a hundred times.

Ten minutes later, Lu Xueyao drove her Maserati and arrived at the famous Flying Dragon Street in the southern district.

This street was not the busiest commercial street in the Southern District, but it was the famous red light district in the entire Jinghai City.