Chapter 1252

three cups, nearly ten catties of white wine, Zhao Ping'an wasn't even affected Instead, he seemed even more sober"It's all garbage," Zhao Ping'an said."You, you...didn't you just say that you don't...Chapter 1252

Dong Wenqing was still standing there, watching that increasingly distant figure, and once again spat out a mouthful of blood. She felt like the entire world had been emptied!

However...... but there's nothing I can do about it!

He rose and departed, forlorn.

Aboveoffice wall. She had an average appearance, short hair, and looked very capable."Cold, Lieutenant.">< < Leng Qiu Shuang stared at the noodles expressionlessly.>As Zhao Ping'an had expected, she looked...