C157 Big Boss Duck 31

Wang Chuanbei locked himself in his room. The heavy curtain blocked the sunlight outside the window, and the surroundings were as dim as a cellar.

As soon as Zhang Xing came in, he burst into tears due to the smell of the cigarette smoke. The floor was full of cigarette butts and bottles, the man leaned on the table and chanted a name nonstop.

Zhang Xing rolled his eyes