Tong Lu's mind was still blank even after she performed the third dance.
Under the bright light, the man was wearing a cool mask. He was looking at her with a deep gaze. One look was enough to make one fall head over heels for him. She did not even need to guess. That strong surge of male hormones was gushing out of him. Who else could it be but Leng Yejin?
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his non-human aura lingering around her.
The noisy men and women around them looked on in a daze. Then, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only stomp their feet and retreat to the side. Who asked them to be inferior?
The men, in particular, were depressed when they saw that the mermaid in the middle of the dance floor had been taken advantage of!
Tong Lu's clothes were easier to identify. Men were dressed in suits and leather shoes. It was difficult to make a decision on who was the one with the same figure.