When Finnegan Xue was almost impatient, he finally heard the waiter's voice outside the box: "Feng's private room, please come this way."
The girl finally arrived.
Finnegan Xue wiped away the impatience from his brows, sat up straight, imitated his father, put on a calm and steady posture, and looked outside.
He could only hear footsteps coming towards him calmly and slowly, and then a vague figure passed through the bamboo curtains and flower shadows. The curtains were half rolled up, and the first thing that caught his eye was a silver water pipe with a Kuilong pattern. The pipe was tied with a light blue tobacco bag embroidered with Duruo flowers, and the hand that was lighting the pipe was extremely slender, with a S3xy radius and a thin cinnabar mole on the side of the wrist.
Finnegan Xue felt vaguely that he had seen such a hand somewhere before, but he could not remember where it was. While he was thinking about it, someone came into the room.
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