After speaking, Fu Nian clapped his hands voluntarily.
Bo Huan saw four tall men, each wearing a different mask, walking toward her.
Bo Huan was curious and heard Fu Nian raise an eyebrow and say, "Gigolos... the best in the country."
Bo Huan: "..."
Isn't that a bit much?
Bo Huan couldn't help but secretly feel conflicted, then teased, "Sister Niannian... isn't this a bit too exciting?"
"Um... just average... pick one you fancy, but of course... don't worry, you can only pick one."
Bo Huan: "..."
What?
Choose...
Bo Huan was a bit troubled, then her gaze fell on the four men...
Cough cough... although she felt a tiny bit of guilt.
But more than that... it was a strange thrill... and joy.
In short... Bo Huan thought it was rare to be this stirred up.
If Bo Qing knew, he would definitely be furious.
...
Her gaze held for just a moment, then Bo Huan suddenly flashed a cunning smile at the corner of her lips.
There's a surprise...
Heh...
