Xiao Mei's appearance was delicate and adorable.
The four men couldn't help but be enchanted.
"Who among you is willing to take me back?"
Xiao Mei's voice suddenly came, ethereal as it filled the air.
It captivated the soul.
"Come with me."
"Come with me."
....
The four men vied with each other to be the first to speak.
"How about this, whoever grabs my hand first, I'll go with him."
Xiao Mei leisurely stretched out her delicate hand.
The pale, tender hand was extraordinarily beautiful under the sunlight.
The beauty's face revealed a faint smile.
Under the weak sunlight in the mountains,
she looked like a celestial being, elegant and beautiful.
Hearing this, the four men immediately stepped forward to grab the beauty's hand.
Three lowlifes jostled and shoved each other.
No one wanted to let the others touch the beauty's hand first.
Wang Dalai was even more aggressive, forcefully pushing a few people aside with both hands.