Qing Is Not a Man

"Mr. Dongfang, someone is looking for you downstairs." The proprietress of Aiwanlou called Ding Dingmi gracefully. Ding Dingmi turned a deaf ear and still stared at the man in front of her: "Excellent, excellent. If we were allowed to become a star in our era, a lot of women would be fascinated." "Young Master Dongfang." Ai Wan called again. "Don't you see that I am not free now?" Ding Dingmi's hands wandered restlessly on the man's body. She really didn't want anyone to disturb her and the beautiful man in front of her at this time. "Mr. Dongfang, your ten ladies are waiting for you downstairs." As soon as these words came out, Ding Dingmi became anxious...