C159 Self-inflicted Humiliation

For the first time, Gu Letian realized that he had a good talent in dancing. The fishermen danced in a cheerful rhythm, and he soon grasped the essence of it. On the dance floor, the two were like a pair of deft and happy butterflies, fluttering in the air, their black hair and red hair swaying alternately.

Qi Shi drank the liquor alone, but somehow, no matter how much he drank