PREVIEW
... ying in the nightclub, sitting on a high bar stool in the lobby, drinking and twisting their bodies to the powerful music.
The on-site atmosphere was extremely hot.
The lights were dim and flashing, and the blood was boiling.
"Qiqi." One of the sisters called out to her loudly and enthusiastically pulled her to sit on a high bar stool, handing her a glass of foreign wine, “Here’s for you. Drink up and let’s go dancing."
It was definitely better to go dancing in a ...
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