In the corridor outside, Du Chengbin mysteriously took Xiaobao to a luxurious room next door.
As Xiaobao entered, a wave of delightful fragrance hit him, stunning him momentarily. Inside the private room stood a row of exceptionally beautiful women.
Their outfits varied widely, from innocent to seductive, uniformed to elegant...
About twenty or so women lined up like models on a runway, each posing in what seemed to be their most captivating stance, looking at Xiaobao with smiling, sparkling eyes.
For a moment, Xiaobao felt like he was having an illusion—all these women seemed to be looking at him with affectionate eyes.
Even though Xiaobao prided himself on being experienced in dealing with big wind and waves, even the dog felt a bit flustered seeing this spectacle.
"What's going on?" Xiaobao swallowed hard.
