Chen Ke spat out the strong liquor in his mouth and wiped the corner of his lips with his sleeve.
Looking up, he saw Lucina dressed in a tight camisole adorned with red sequins. The outfit outlined her mature and attractive figure, and under the orange lights of the bar, her exposed limbs appeared an enticing chocolate color. She wore black high heels on her feet.
Her usually ponytailed curly long hair was draped over her shoulders today. She nodded slightly, clasping her hands behind her back, exuding a unique Latin charm.
Chen Ke felt an inexplicable shiver run through his body, and the Sun Mark on his chest began to spin. Today's Lucina was unlike any version he had seen before.
Low whistles filled the bar. A few muscular bald men seemed to have their eyes nailed on Lucina, and one could easily guess what was on their minds just by looking at their toes.
Lucina walked up next to Chen Ke and rested her right arm on the bar. She glanced at Chen Ke, then at the bartender.
