He could play with Sophia's legs for at least a month without getting tired. When he was thinking about it, Lance's body warmed up slightly.
He raised his glass to Sophia, smiled ambiguously at her, and watched her as if she was the prey that he was bound to win.
Seeing that Sophia staring at Lance for a long time, Rose became unhappy, but she still politely said, "Lady, do you know Mr. Young?"
Sophia looked away, looked up at Rose's delicate face, and saw Rose's grumpy expression.
There was a playful smile on her lips, and Sophia said coldly, "I don't know him. Hurry up and take the wine away. There are so many bad people in the world. I won't drink the wine given by strangers."
Seeing Sophia slander Lance who she was so fond of, Rose suddenly felt unhappy.
"Lady, Mr. Young has a no
