Once the beautiful women caused a commotion, Hong Jiaxin no longer felt angry.
Luo Yang, no longer needing to hold Hong Jiaxin's right hand with his left, then wrapped his arm around An Yuying's slender waist and caressed her gently.
"Sister An, they're just joking," Luo Yang persuaded.
"Someone's getting angry here. They keep joking about someone," An Yuying protested, swaying her delicate body.
Therefore, Luo Yang had no choice but to silence An Yuying's mouth with his again.
Actually, An Yuying wanted to say more, but with her mouth sealed, her words again turned into muffled sounds echoing in her mouth.
The other beautiful women might have taken it well, but Tang Guihua felt even more jealous.
"Niu Zai, are you drinking again? Endlessly drinking," Tang Guihua scoffed coldly.
At this, Qin Piao laughed the hardest.
Hong Jiaxin and Fang Lin both chuckled politely, their chuckles nearly drowned out by Qin Piao's loud laughter.
