Then he turned back and said a few more words to that group of people.
Immediately, all those men looked over in her direction.
Someone in the crowd let out a loud whistle, causing An Li to frown repeatedly.
Of course, she knew what the whistle meant, but she didn't have the energy to be angry now; she just wanted to sleep.
After An Li exchanged glances with that group for a moment, her body also began to slide softly downwards.
She was extremely tired, and the chair beside her had already turned into a soft big bed; she wanted to sleep on it.
As her body leaned, the group of men seemed to catch on to something.
One of them said, "Whoa, is that girl drunk? All alone?"
The buzz-cut guy laughed mischievously and said, "We're not bad guys, how about I go over and ask?"
The companions around him followed with malicious laughter.
The buzz-cut guy swayed his body and crossed over to stand in front of An Li in a few steps.
"Hey, little sister, what's up?"
