When Soren Cheng went upstairs, Zhao Xiaojing was standing in the toilet with his eyes closed and draining water. His body was swaying and he was still awake. He could only see his two thick hairy legs spread widely under his bathrobe.
Zhao Xiaojin is a man of S3x, S3x, and wealth. He likes whatever stimulates him. In addition to playing with people last night, he probably also drank a lot of yellow soup. He is really not afraid of death.
Soren Cheng tiptoed past the toilet, and when he saw the other party didn't close the door, it was just wide open, and he was still saying "Hey, get out of here, you motherFcuker, your surname is Qi, we broke up with you, I won't care about you any more." I won’t call you any good things."
Soren Cheng crossed his arms and leaned against the door to wait.
Finally, after Zhao Xiaojing finished urinating, he walked out drunkenly, stumbling with his left foot and right foot. When he saw his face, he screamed in fright.
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