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Apa struggled to support Zong Hang to the Tutu car.

It was a big deal to go all the way through.

Zong Hang's face was blushing like a pig's liver, and he was startled from time to time: he suddenly grabbed the belt tightly and shouted, "Abnormal, take my pants." The next second, he looked around and urged him to find Jingxiu-

"Ladyfirst, I'll send the lady home first, otherwise it will be unsafe..."

Apa has never seen the ugly appearance of a drunk man, but the young master is usually gentle and gentle. He is like this when he is drunk, which surprised him.

He was not angry: "If you can't drink, don't drink it. Miss Jing was picked up by her sister..."

Zong Hang raised his heels with a "pop" sound and saluted him: "thankyou!"

Apa was worried that Zong Hang's current virtues would not be able to sit in the car, so he would not be able to get out of the way - he had to help him vomit or drink some quench his wine.

He looked around and saw a stall with freshly squeezed fruit ice across the street: "Don't move, I'll buy you a glass of watermelon juice."

Zong Hang watched Apa trot across the street, and suddenly became excited: "Let's have sugar! No ice!"

A small white bread approached silently at this moment, blocking his sight.

Zong Hang felt unhappy and tried to move to the side: "I said there is less sugar, don't add..."

With a thud, the van's door suddenly moved away.
Chapter completed!