Wen Xingzhi left, and didn't say a word.

Tang Xin was still sitting there swallowing the clouds and mist, unaffected in the slightest.

One person, one table, one cigar, one bottle of wine, happy and enjoyable, like entering a no-man's land.

Shi Yu was having fun, but Meng Jijing shook his head, drank all the wine in the cup and stood up, "I understand, if you don't invite me here, it's just for this cigar." ”

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"Nephrite in the Arms" Chapter 163 Don't make a fuss It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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