Night, Duanfu.

The aroma of wine is like mist, diffusing in all directions.

Han Jian held his sword and guarded the door, and the door was silent, as if there was no one inside.

After a while, there was a tickle at the courtyard gate, and it was a long laugh. It's just that the laughter is a little low, drunk, and the smell of wine has arrived before anyone arrives.

There was a woman who smiled softly and coquettishly, her laughter was sweet and greasy, and she was full of charm, Han Jian couldn't help frowning and looked back at the room.

Dong Qing didn't make a sound, probably because he didn't want to care about this trouble, Han Jian muttered for a moment, and finally didn't make a sound.

In the next second, he saw Dong Yue walking in with his left and right hugging, and the woman with her clothes wide open was attached to him, eager to embed her body in it, and her jade arms were flawless

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