"Oh? If you don't repent, then I'm not polite!" Chen Jiu smiled and looked at the butterflies proudly, full of color. She looked at her beautiful legs from time to time, which made her extremely angry.

"Lust. Wolf!" While scolding, the butterflies drink a cup of strong wine, and soon the small face is flushed, it is more beautiful and gorgeous.

"Sir, madam is drunk. Help her back to have an early rest!" At this time, when picking up dead, the good voice of persuasion.

"Who's drunk, I'm not drunk, I don't need his help!" In the midst of the clamor, the butterfly left first.

"Sir, we're down too!" They...