C209 Don't Go Home Tonight This Time It's True

The lights in the bar flickered, and it was a bit ambiguous.

Bo Yandong held Nangong Wei's half-smoked cigarette and slowly put it to his lips in front of everyone's shocked eyes. He took a deep breath.

His posture was sluggish and lazy, and he had written sexiness and nobility to the extreme.

Zhan Jiang's face turned cold and he was about to say something.

However