C158 Ink dragon order

When he smelt the smell of alcohol on Song Zishan's body, Songbo frowned. His own son was good for nothing, but he liked drinking alcohol. He randomly said slightly angrily: "Child, why are you always so drunk every time you go out? Your foster father is treating us to a meal today, why aren't you going over to pay your respects? "

No matter how much Song Yongtai treated him, in his heart