Mr. Gong, your Liuba

Just outside Lin Xue's house, Leng Xiyue unexpectedly heard a slight rustling sound.,Leng Xiyue didn't even look at the other person, assuming he was a bartender. She grabbed his waist, her voice husky with alcohol, and cried, "I feel sick, take me to take a bath...",The one asking the questions was a bartender, but Leng Xinyue unexpectedly hugged the man beside the bartender.。