"Boss, look at those legs, tsk tsk, and that waist. The women of Hope Island are really beautiful." The bald man's neck stretched long, his eyes staring directly at her, mouth almost watering.
Seeing a family in the distance looking over, Johnson picked up a spoon from the thick soup and knocked it on his face, "Do you think this is the dock district's brothel? Show some restraint!"
Others are islanders of Hope Island, and we are from the Outer Island. If trouble arises, it's obvious the Sheriff will side with them.
"Just this, thank you." Lily handed the menu back to the waiter, and turned her head to look at the warship in the distance, her eyes filled with longing as she looked at those ships.
"Lily, stop looking. The thing I told you a few days ago, how have you considered it?" Jennifer, the doctor with two little mustaches, asked her daughter.
Lily's face immediately showed a bitter expression, "Dad, spare me, I really have no plans to get married at the moment."
