Jiang Shi took a can of gin and tonic from the bar, held the wall of the can with one hand and hooked his index finger, and the other hand holding the cigarette immediately moved away from his mouth. Autumn always makes people extra thirsty.
He went upstairs, pushed open the back door of Chaodu, and casually put the butt of his cigarette in the trash can. The door frame of the lounge was two centimeters shorter than him. He lowered his head and went in. The moment he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the eyes of Zhan Bu who was sitting on the sofa.
Then, he heard the other party declare to him loudly: I am not a chicken.
Jiang Shi: "..."
Huh?
Group portrait, middle school youth stewed in a cauldron.
Start a band, box, be a blogger, make a lot of money. Part of the plot involves LGBT. The content contains a small amount of metaphysics.
Intention: Positive and positive energy
