C105 Out of Control

"What are you doing? You're hurting me, let go of me!" After exiting the room, Ouyang Qing shook off my hand and shouted in dissatisfaction.

Without a word, I took Ouyang Qing's hand again and walked forward. Seeing my gloomy face, Ouyang Qing did not protest anymore and just let me drag him forward.

There was a beautiful waitress standing in front of every private room of the club