"Damn! It's against you! You want to take advantage of me, Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!" Su Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, trying to scare the p*****t away.
However, she was already drunk. Feng Jingcheng couldn't even hear what she was saying. She just mumbled with incoherent words. The slap on her chest had no strength at all. Instead, it was like a cat's paw gently scratching her chest... She wanted to refuse but wanted to face it...
Feng Jingcheng shook her head and suppressed the strange thoughts in her mind. "Waiter! Pay the bill!" She threw away the silver and left with Su Qingqing in her arms.
There was no other way. She couldn't eat anymore. She was already drunk, so what else could she eat? She could only send Su Qingqing back first.
It was daylight, and Su
