Chapter 158 Where is the sourness? The whole body.

Song Xiao wore an expression that said, "I don't care who you are."

JOJO was fuming: "Go search who I am! You shouldn't be giving me money, I should be giving you money! Just consider last night as if I hired a gigolo!"

"Hilarious!" Song Xiao couldn't stop laughing at the absurdity.

Interesting.

In his many years of flitting from flower to flower, it was the first time he'd encountered a woman who not only wanted to give him money but also treated him as if he were a gigolo.

"Pay me? Can you afford a night with this young master?" Song Xiao asked with a sneer.

JOJO, wrapped in her blanket and puffing with anger, glanced around.

Seeing her purse on the ground, she moved like a shuffling dumpling, comically scooting over to it.

She pulled out a bank card from her bag.

In foreign countries, they hadn't yet embraced mobile payments; they either paid in cash or used cards.

JOJO rummaged through her bag and found a thousand US dollars, which she also took out.