She walked half a step to stop opposite Zhang Xiaohao.
"Sir, could we talk somewhere quieter?"
"Little Black is my brother, whatever you want to say, feel free!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Sir, let's still find a quieter place." The waitress said.
"Little Black, wait for me here, hmm, don't run around! I'll be right back." Zhang Xiaohao instructed.
"Brother, just go worry-free! I'm here." Black Dragon Saint said, munching on beggar's chicken.
"Alright." Zhang Xiaohao nodded and walked towards the bedroom inside.
Casually sitting on the couch, Zhang Xiaohao looked at her with a playful gaze.
"Go ahead, what do you want to say?" Zhang Xiaohao teased.
Rip!
The middle-aged noblewoman directly took off the stockings on her legs and then took off the garment inside.
Blushing, she approached Zhang Xiaohao.
"Sir, does this explanation suffice?" The middle-aged noblewoman said, blushing.
"Haha!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled playfully, calmly taking out a panda cigarette and started smoking.
