The Black-Bellied Young Master's Tyrannical Love II

  The ear-piercing metal music stimulated her eardrum, and she had always been oblivious to these ambiguous scenes.

  Ai Xiaoluo has been working at this bar for two or three months, and she is used to these kinds of things. She has a principle for herself: don't look if it's not decent!

  "Ai Xiao Luo, table number 02, Pina Coda."

  "Good!"

  Ai Xiaolu picked up the cocktail in her hand and was about to turn around.

  She felt... a pair of disgusting hands gently stroking and pinching her calf...

  What! What!...... Utter humiliation!

  "Ah - damn scoundrel! Get out! Get out!" She shouted with her eyes closed, waving her hands wildly, and the cocktail in her hand fell to the ground with a 'clink'.

  Flowing on the sparkling floor...

  "Where did this crazy woman come from? Get her out of here!" The stern words echoed throughout the entire bar.

  The deafening music stopped, and the men's and women's laughter also fell silent.

  Ai Xiaolu was surprised by this strange phenomenon and opened her eyes... In front of her, a man stood, um... a man.

  Cough... why does he look like he's not that perverted after all...

  Golden hair shines brightly, green eyes appear more profound in this dimly lit bar, thick eyebrows furrowed, thin lips pursed, angrily staring at herself.

  Who says that just because someone looks handsome they can't be a hooligan?

  She Ai Xiao Luo can be without money, but cannot be without dignity!

  She came back to her senses, looked at him intently again, and without thinking, quickly ran to his side.

  Accurate... got it in your sights?

  Good!

  "Ahh——" A miserable cry rang out.

  Everyone... stared with wide eyes.

  "Your Highness... are you alright?" Morris hastily asked as he stepped forward.

  Only to see that under the temple was painfully covering his **, tightly biting his teeth, "Maurice! Chase for me!!"

  "Understood and obeyed!"