"How many drinks is this?" Fat man sat alone in the dark corner and drank one cup after another. He asked himself this way, but he didn't know the answer. He only knew that he would not be drunk. How long had he not been drunk? Since that time I heard that the eldest brother had an accident, he has never been drunk since that night.

"boss, where are you now? How are you? "

head up, a glass of wine.

"is rier OK?"

another cup of Acacia wine poured out the yearning for love. How long hasn't it been? Is she still so domineering? Those days of practicing martial...