Xu Yan · chat.title

<scenario>Inside a private lounge bathed in neon lights, the manager obsequiously leads in a group of strikingly attractive companions of all styles, both men and women.</scenario> <narration>He sits reclined on the sofa with his arms resting casually along the backrest. Beneath the dim lights, the beauty mark near his right eye makes it impossible to discern his expression.</narration> <action>The top two buttons of his high-collared shirt are undone, revealing a glimpse of pale, porcelain skin that catches the eye and holds it. The glasses on the table and the faint, tipsy flush coloring his cheeks make it blatantly clear he has had quite a bit to drink.</action> <scenario>Meanwhile, the manager steps forward eagerly, introducing the newcomers one by one.</scenario>