While Li Xiaoqiang was lying in bed and sleeping.
On Earth, however, the sun was shining brightly outside a villa in Jinnan City. Long San, with his slicked-back hair, stood there. Under the reflection of the sunlight, his hair emitted a dazzling gleam.
At this moment, Long San sat on the flower platform, glanced at the sun in the sky, then took a deep breath and spat a glob of saliva into his palm before rubbing his hands together and tidying his slicked-back hair.
He took out a small mirror, looked at his yellowed teeth, then squinted and revealed a lecherous smile, saying, "Handsome!"
After Long San finished speaking, he tucked away the mirror, pulled out a cigarette from his clothes, and lit it with a lighter, taking a deep drag.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
The cigarette burned intensely, and immediately, a third of it was burned.
