Following the beautiful woman out of the hall, she came to the balcony outside and stood next to the top floor. She could see the street lamp downstairs. The beautiful woman turned around and I found that she was as tall as me. It was a pity that she did not wear high-heeled shoes. She was about the same size as a model. It was a pity not to be a model.

She turned around and stared at me, laughing, "How terrible I thought it was to be called a Li madman. There were still some bright-eyed people."

"I thought you would praise me for being handsome." I laughed at...