Today, Ji Xinyan wanted to eat roast goose and barbecued pork, so the two chose a Cantonese restaurant called Fujilou on the sixth floor.
It was meal time, and the entire restaurant was bustling with people and filled with the aroma of food.
Although Lin Baici had a keen sense of smell, in such a place, to be honest, it was quite torturous, so he tried not to pay attention to the surrounding scents.
When he heard Ji Xinyan's words, Lin Baici was taken aback.
What does it mean?
The tea girl took off her shoes?
Doesn't that mean...
Lin Baici bent down and lifted the white tablecloth covering the dining table to take a look underneath.
The tea girl was wearing flesh-colored ankle socks today, and her left boot was off, resting on her right leg, bouncing up and down.
Oh goodness!
So when you were just rubbing against me, it was like this?
Ji Xinyan saw Lin Baici bending over and looking down, and mischievously stretched out her foot to try and scare him a bit.
