Inside the bar, the noise was deafening. The music had shifted to an intense, high-energy rhythm, the DJ had started mixing, and men and women were beginning to dance freely on the dance floor.
Xiao Yao slid over another creamy Baileys.
The dim, noisy environment was the best catalyst for inner desires, and Qin Jiujiu was no exception. She took a sip of the Baileys, pulled out a cigarette Sang Biao had left behind, and lit it.
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