Mr. Gong, your Liuba

He guzzled down copious amounts of alcohol, crying all the while as he lamented the years of dedication and effort that had amounted to nothing.,"Excuse me, miss, do you need any help" the waiter's voice sounded in her ear.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。