"Whose garment should we use to blindfold Mr. Shen?"
Xin Rui looked around playfully and asked.
Everyone shrank back subconsciously and covered their chests. Shen Yuan was curious: "What do you mean by 'whose'? Did each of you bring a blindfold?"
"Mr. Shen."
Xin Rui smiled seductively: "Actually, the blindfold isn't made of cloth, but of our inner garments."
"Inner garments?"
Shen Yuan was taken aback, realizing he had underestimated them. So that was their game.
"Mr. Shen, why don't you choose?"
Xin Rui smiled warmly, although she wasn't a private dining room princess, she took the initiative to play the part.
"I get to choose, huh...."
Shen Yuan scanned the five people: cold-faced Xiaozi, lively Xin Rui, gentle Mariko, and the unrestrained Russian Girl Wu Mei.
The Russian Girl was okay, but her scent was too overpowering.
Mariko was also fine, but after all, she was wholly imported.
After thinking it over, better to support domestic.
"Then, Xiaozi it is."