Sarah was about to argue when she suddenly blacked out and then stumbled backward.
The man's generous figure blocked her view.
A man's magnetic and elegant voice came over her head, "Sorry, my girlfriend is angry with me. I can deal with it."
Those people giggled and didn't intend to let Sarah go. "I heard that she has no boyfriend, right? Mr. Tyler."
Tyler paused slightly and was a little tangled. He did not know how to answer.
The man couldn't stand his cowardly appearance, and his indecent eyes fell on Sarah without concealing.
"Sir, the drama of saving the beauty by heroes has long been out of date. Wearing such clothes in such a place is a hint to other men."
What he said was blatant. Hearing this, Sarah felt nauseated.
Were people so abnormal now?
When did girls lose their freedom to dress?
Unconsciously, Sarah wanted to step back, but she found that her palm was held by a man so firmly.