Miao Miao was pushed away by him.

Song Huashen walked slowly, with a suit in the crook of his arm. The back line of the body wrapped in the shirt is quite stiff, but because of the drunkenness, his movements look much stiffer than usual.

From time to time, he raised his hand and pressed it against his temple, as if he was uncomfortable.

"Mr. Song......

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