Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Going to No. 1 Room with Sarah, there was another girl in the bar. Anne was sent by the manager to other places.

"Hey, are you new here?"

The girl was wearing a mask and gorgeous dress, and exposed her chest and back.

Sarah heard, and said, "Yes."

"Oh, well. As an elder statesman, I remind you that you have to remember the rules. If the guests call to buy my wine, don't grab it. Do you understand?"

Sarah also wore a mask which must be worn by the wine delivery girl, and her eyes were faint and light. And she replied, "Yes."

Seeing that Sarah was cold and indifferent, the answer was neither kind nor strict.

"Who will buy your wine when you look so indifferent? I heard that you are short of money. You have to pull down when you come here, don't pretend to be tall, it's all fart!"

After hearing this, Sarah took a deep look at the girl, her back slightly stiffed and her lips pursed. Under the light, her thin lips showed that she was so nervous. "Okay, I understand." When they walked to the door, they stopped--

Inside the room, there was an enjoyable groaning that accompanied by a group of men and women laughing.

It seemed that a group of people were gathering together, and having...

Sarah's heart trembled, trying to maintain a light smile on his face.

The girl grumbled, and said, "Oh, such rich guys really have nothing to do and just idle away their life in pleasure-seeking all the day. It's estimated that they are playing the shameless games with no moral integrity. You have to take care of yourself. Don't disturb them, or they will not let you go."

Sarah swallowed and her heart had already become complicated with the sound inside. Hearing the girl's reminding, she smiled softly at her, "Well, thank you for your reminding."

As Sarah's attitude changed a little, the girl thought of her cold face and felt strange,

"It was nothing! Just follow and learn."

They glanced at each other, and then the girl opened the door.

In the room, a gloomy and decadent scene flooded into their eyes. Sarah was sour, and almost spited out. This scene was too chaotic.

Is it group sex...?

She glimpsed and saw the men and women in the corner gathered around and laughed and groaned.

In some places she couldn't see, there were still mixed with extremely fierce rough breath. The woman's sobbing and soft voice sounded continuously, making her feel creepy. When Sarah was stunned by the scene and hadn't reacted yet, a slender man with gold-rimmed glasses came from the crowd.

His eyes are cool and brooding.

The man's handsome and deep face is very elegant and cool.

The handsome and deep face of the man is very elegant and cold.

He glanced at them, but said nothing. He looked so cold and arrogant, which gave people an infinite sense of distance.

The shirt was unbuttoned for four or five buttons. His lips were bright red, like a vampire after the first embrace, looking so beautiful.

There was a faint lipstick mark on the neckline, and the atmosphere was strong. At first glance, people would know what he had done.

Looking at them who came in, he frowned, and said unpleasantly, "What's the matter?"

Sarah could see the man coming out, but she didn't know him.

The girl beside her tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "This is Mr. Moore, one of the four aristocratic youths in H city. He was unsociable and eccentric that is not easy to get along." Hearing that, Sarah's heart was tightened by the last sentence.

For a long time, she courageously said, "Sir, some of you ordered the wine, we are here to deliver wine."

"Who?"

Ernest Moore took her words and asked questions.