The wolf president is too fierce

"Hahaha, Lei Zhengyuan is really interesting, does he really want to pick on you?" An Baixue laughed and almost choked on his drink.

"It's just him? He's just dreaming! That bastard, there are so many women that you think it's great to have a few stinky money? I still think he's dirty!"

An Jinmi raised her chin arrogantly and took a sip of her wine.

The saxophone was blowing slowly, and there was a comfortable atmosphere in this high-end bar. The two sisters sitting at the small round table were very eye-catching.

Especially An Baixue, she is simply glamorous, as beautiful as a baby.

Lazily coiled hair, loose, half-hanging on the big bare snow-white back, a thin belt hangs on the slender neck, two beautiful peaks extrude more than half a hemisphere, and the skirt is so short, Just covering the thighs, the very decadent light brown skirt, only a woman with temperament like An Baixue can wear it so properly and so sexy.

An Jinmi has a completely different style. She wears a black sling and tube top, revealing her white belly button and tender waist. Below are low-waisted cropped jeans. When she sits there, she reveals the beauty behind her. The slightly curved buttocks look rough and wild.

If someone compared the photos of An Jinmi when she left the train station, no one would recognize her.

She is a changeable woman, she is also elegant, she is also sports, and she is also wild.

"Miss, let's dance slowly together?" A wretched man squinted his small triangular eyes, bewitchingly fired at An Jinmi.

An Baixue twitched the corners of her mouth in disdain, and slapped him to death with one sentence, "Get away, your weight is not enough for my old lady to make vegetables."

An Jinmi squinted and smiled at the shocked man, "Sir, we are not interested in men, sorry."

It was lace...

The man ran away wiping cold sweat.

Only then did they realize that An Baixue, who looked like a jade doll, had a vicious mouth, while An Jinmi, who was dressed wildly, spoke very face-saving.

The two sisters resumed drinking and chatting, when suddenly, An Baixue snapped her fingers like a greedy cat, "That's great!"

"What's so great?" An Jinmi looked bewildered.

"That man's pectoralis major, I bet, must be as hard as a soldering iron!" An Baixue stared at a very strong man not far away with hot eyes, who looked like a model.

"Hey, hey, student Bai Xue, you already have Zuo Musen, why are you still so lewd? I should be the one drooling wildly, I don't have a partner right now."

An Baixue took a sip of wine, "That fellow Zuo Musen...Human, he can't be perfect, he doesn't have any romance, and when he does that, he doesn't know how to be gentle, like a wild leopard. So..." An Baixue had already stared at the handsome model man, ready to move.

"Hey, hey, hey!" An Jinmi grabbed An Baixue's wrist, "Sister, your dissatisfaction with Zuo Musen is not limited to that?"

"Little ancestor, if I don't attack again, that beautiful man will leave. Well, well, to be honest, I think Zuo Musen is not handsome, his eyes are not big, he is too gangster-like, and there are scars on his body... Jin Mi Ah, go back by yourself, I'm going after that man..."

"Hey, old lady..." An Jinmi couldn't help shouting at An Baixue.

An Jinmi looked at her sister's figure with a little worry, and muttered, "I'm not afraid that the surname Zuo will find out..."

If you are really afraid, you will come.

An Jinmi turned her head and almost fainted from fright, oh my god, Zuo Musen came in with a group of younger brothers, walking towards this side!

An Jinmi panicked, knocked over the cup, and ran towards An Baixue.