C199 Yang-yuanqi

With Ding Jiawei's instructions, the bartender didn't bring me any more wine.

"You drank too much, I'll make you a glass of juice."

"No, I want wine, give me wine." I shouted, drunk, my consciousness blurred.

On the stage, the young body was swaying. Her slim and soft waist twisted back and forth. They were wearing sexy and heavy makeup, making me feel like I was looking at Xu Xinyuan