Night.

An apartment in the center of Huajiang.

Cui Jiaying perched on the chest of Song Delong's dragon-shaped tattoo, and the flush on her cheeks revealed a trace of unfinished meaning.

Song Delong held a cigarette in one hand: "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm a little tired today......"

Cui Jiaying quickly pressed her right index finger on Song Delong's lips: "Brother Long, it's already good!" ”

"You know, I didn't ...... like that before"

"Brother Long, it's good, really!"

Song Delong snuffed out the cigarette and hugged Cui Jiaying with both hands: "Alas, I think that I Song is also a woman, but the only one who can make me disarm and surrender is Mr. Cui!" ”

"Brother Long, you're making fun of me again!"

"Good

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