The driver of the van walked up, stroking his chin and said, "Brother Biao, this commodity is really top-notch, look at this petite frame, tsk tsk, all the meaty parts are plump, and where it shouldn't be fat there's not an extra ounce..."
The man called Brother Biao glared at him, "Do I not have eyes to see?"
The driver stepped back awkwardly, "Brother Biao, can we discuss something?"
Brother Biao's eyes were already glued on Xiao Qing, at this moment he couldn't wait to pounce on her, but alas, there was still a group of tactless old men around.
"Talk later after I'm done! Are you leaving or not? If not, I'm changing rooms."
With that, the bunch of men scampered off.
What a joke, by the time he changes rooms, they would probably have moved to his house, where would their turn even come?
Hearing the footsteps, something uncontrollable surged within Brother Biao, he hurriedly started to undress, but when he was only halfway, a pig-slaying scream erupted from outside.
