“What’s wrong with you! Me, what did I say!” Cha Xingde put one hand on the ground, and the other hand pushed Dexter’s hand away, and said with a big tongue, “I’m going to drink and drink. Wine! Who is in trouble!”
Dexter let go and looked at him uncertainly.
“Have you treated guests like this?” Che Xingde reluctantly sat up, rubbing his head painfully, “Mom, you are waiting for me, what kind of stuff…”
As if feeling dirty, Dexter did not speak and stood up.
Che Xingde looked up at him, his forehead was stained with dust, and the skin was broken in several places. He bared his dark yellow teeth and smiled triumphantly: “Oh, I understand. I touched your woman. I’m upset, right?”
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