Chapter 731: Chapter 731: My Na Is Softy
The dim lighting cast a shadow over his demonically handso face.
His slender eyes were lazily half-squinted, the gleam within capturing souls.
A breathtakingly beautiful face.
Even so of the friends who were used to playing the field would be stunned for a few seconds seeing him like this.
One person, having just lost at a drinking ga, sneakily embraced the woman beside him, feeding her half of the wine from his mouth. He pinched her chin, turning it from side to side, then glanced at Matthew Saxon and remarked with a tsk, "No wonder Matthew didn’t bother to call a female companion. Look around, who could possibly look better than him? Even if he did call soone over, it’d be the other person getting the advantage."
This teasing comnt elicited laughter from the other young masters of noble families.
"That won’t do, we agreed to let Matthew fully enjoy himself tonight. No matter what, we should find soone he’s happy with to keep him company." One person, holding the woman beside him, poured wine into her mouth.
The woman next to him was evidently drunk, her face as red as a boiled shrimp. She feebly pushed him away a couple of tis, but the man easily caught her, pinched her chin, and forced half a cup of wine down her throat regardless of whether she could handle it.
The woman shook her head in discomfort, spilling wine everywhere.
Soone nearby laughed, "Easton, you don’t know how to be gentle; she’s already drunk, why force her to drink more?"
The man nad Easton smirked, pushing the woman aside who was drunk out of her mind, frowning with disinterest, "Can’t hold her liquor, only two cups and she’s out."
He showed no sign of gentleness as he pushed the woman aside, then tossed his glass onto the table and carelessly lounged back on the sofa, glancing sideways at Matthew Saxon, "Matthew, I heard a new girl just arrived at Darknight City today. She’s pure as they co. Would you like
to have the Boss bring her over for you?"
"Oh, a newcor?" As soon as the others heard about a newcor, they were all intrigued, saying, "Why didn’t you say so earlier, quickly have her brought over for everyone to check out."
Easton raised his chin, "I’m telling you now, she’s for Matthew. Nobody else should even think about it tonight."
Saying this, he pressed the service button on the table.
Imdiately, a server entered, looking extrely respectful.
Easton drawled, "Go, bring the newcor here."
The server didn’t dare delay for even a second, and as soon as he received the order, he left promptly.
Within a few minutes, he brought in a girl in a white dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders.
He pushed the girl in front of the group of young masters, "Softy, take good care of the Young Masters."
The girl’s figure was delicate and slender, and in the oversized white dress, she seed a bit out of place, adding to her frail impression.
Her black hair lay silkily over her shoulders, glossy and shining like satin.
"Good evening, Young Masters, my na is Softy. I am honored to be at your service," the girl’s voice was soft and tender, sounding very gentle.
Soone laughed, "Softy, that na suits you. Called Softy, you look soft, your voice is soft too, let’s see if your face is just as softly beautiful."
After saying that, he demanded, "Lift your head and let us all see."
Softy compliantly lifted her head; she seed a bit nervous, with her hands tightly clasped in front of her.
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