Ming Youyou was so haughty, so grand, so lush and full—Cao Nimei's eyes were practically glued to her. But why was this big auntie so biased? Could it really be just because of his height?
Cao Nimei felt deeply resentful in his heart. Although Ming Youyou had a thing for handsome guys—ruining four or five out of every ten good-looking fellows who ever stepped foot in the Netherworld Inn—she never liked old mutton, let alone ever harming minors. Wild as she might be, her wildness had a bottom line.
Ming Youyou couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath on Cao Nimei. She was far too experienced, having broken in countless handsome young men. To Ming Youyou, there was no such thing as bashfulness; she actually started adjusting her clothes right in front of Cao Nimei.
Chapter 240