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On the way to KTV, Fu Zhou fell asleep in the car. His head leaned on Cheng Xirong's shoulder and shook it. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol was not good. Cheng Xirong lowered his head slightly and was washed back by the pungent smell.

I've never seen him drink like this.

Cheng Xirong raised his hand and patted Cheng Xirong's face