C58 Duchenne's Initial Skirmish

"Yes, yes, brother Ley." The villager looked at Lei Tia again, beating the porcelain plate with the chopsticks in his hands as he talked. A breath of alcohol leaked out from his mouth, "Brother Lei, we're all from the same village. Everyone says that, right? "

Lei Tia's face darkened.

Qin Mian raised his eyebrows and looked at the villager