Xiaofeng walked in, found a table, and ordered a bottle of wine.
She had just sat down when immediately several people approached her.
Young men, middle-aged men, or men in their forties or fifties, all were present.
They looked at Xiaofeng, their eyes roaming, "Pretty lady, are you alone?"
Xiaofeng took out a ladies' cigarette from her pocket, and as she was about to light it, a young man immediately came forward to do it for her. Xiaofeng gave him a glance, and without a word, let him light it.
"Pretty lady, drinking alone is really dull. How about we join you; wouldn't that be better?"
"Yeah, it's more lively with more people, let's drink together."
Xiaofeng stretched one leg forward, the cigarette dangling from her mouth, exuding a mesmerizing aura, "It's less fun with too many people. I only want one person to drink with me."
