"Brother Prince, drink less......"

Tsim Sha Tsui, on the rooftop of a residential building.

Looking at the bottles and cans all over the ground, the ghost king looked helpless.

Match, who was already drunk, reached out and grabbed the Ghost King's shoulder, and burped: "Hey, if you can't do it, forget it, don't spoil the prince's interest, okay?" Brother Prince, don't pay attention to this waste wood, I'll drink with you! ”

Match picked up the beer can, staggered to his feet, and wanted to clink glasses with the prince, but he could return it

"Starting from the Dragon's Head, Dominating Hong Kong Comprehensive" 318, the prince returns to his heart is hitting in his hand, please wait for a while,

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