In the evening, Xuehong and the others had no desire to return to Shanghai so early. Instead, they found a bar, and the whole group was acting quite dissolute inside. As soon as I stepped into the bar, I saw a foreign man's hand groping the bottom of an extremely alluringly dressed Chinese woman. The woman was wearing a sheer outer dress, through which a thong was vaguely visible.
I couldn't help clicking my tongue and saying, "What the hell kind of place is this? It feels like walking into a brothel."
Murong Shanshan's face turned red just looking at it, and she whispered, "This is a place of ill repute to begin with."
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