Chapter 797

Chapter 797

"I haven't even arrived yet, why are you drinking by yourself?" Ji Botang puffed his cheeks, "Let me introduce you, this is my college roommate, Qi Yuan."

"She is my sister, Guan Yu."

"Sister?" Qi Yuan raised his voice slightly with a hint of meaning, and there seemed to be a little hook hidden at the end of his words.

"It's not the sister you think." Ji Botang hurriedly suppressed her dangerous thoughts, "Both of us are straight and honest."

Guan Yu nodded seriously, "Yes, straight."

"Oh." Qi Yuan suddenly lost interest.

The surrounding lights changed, and the music also changed to an ambiguous but dynamic style. The person in charge patted the microphone and said, "Good evening, everyone. Our show is about to begin--"

"It seems to have started, let's go back to the booth." Ji Baitang excitedly pushed the two of them to the pre-booked booth.

The lights dimmed, and in the air filled with smoke, a dozen men appeared in the center of the stage. Screams immediately broke out. They were wearing the same attire, with white shirts tightly wrapped around their bodies, revealing their muscles, and tight suit pants that bound their thighs, making people's blood boil.

Qi Yuan looked down at his clothes and clicked his tongue.

"We're wearing the same clothes."

There is no appreciation for the opposite sex in his eyes, only the desire to compete with each other after wearing the same clothes.

Their passionate dance at the start aroused even louder cheers and boos. Ji Baitang stared at them with curiosity in his clear eyes.

More than a dozen male models went in different directions and walked towards different booths to interact. The one who walked towards them was a young man with dyed blue hair, upturned fox eyes, red eye corners, and long and thick eyelashes visible when he lowered his eyes.

He bit the rose and approached Ji Baitang. Ji Baitang hesitated and reached out to take his rose. He dodged backwards, avoiding her hand, smiled, shook his head and nodded the corner of his lips.

Ji Baitang thought about it, then firmly pulled the rose out of his mouth horizontally.

Blue-haired man: "......"

He came to Guan Yu again, holding the long biscuit in his mouth and moved closer to her.

Guan Yu dodged and said, "You tried to poke me."

"..."

The blue-haired man ate the biscuit silently and looked at the other woman, who was sitting with her legs crossed nonchalantly, with a distracted look, and she was even more domineering than he looked.

He turned around and left decisively, and never came to their place again.

Guan Yu supported her chin with a dull look. Seeing Ji Jinzhou every day had made her taste spoiled. Now when she looked at handsome guys, she always felt that something was missing.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Ji Baitang's little face was flushed. He keenly noticed that she was not in a good mood and asked with concern.

"She is the same as me?" Qi Yuan beside her said lightly.

"That's definitely different from you!" Ji Baitang widened his eyes and denied hastily.

Guan Yu has no interest in these male beauties.

Qi Yuan has no interest in any male homosexuality.

"It's beautiful, but it has no soul." Guan Yu commented, supporting her chin.

"Soul?" Ji Baitang said blankly, "But aren't they standing here just for the money? In ancient times, people didn't force women into prostitution, and they even forced people to do it voluntarily."

"That's right." Guan Yu nodded, looking at the dancing bodies on the stage with boredom.

"It's on fire! Hall C is on fire!" There was a panic shout outside, but everyone's attention was focused on the show and everyone was unusually calm.