The French are the most fucking romantic in the world, a group of socialites who hang out at fashion shows, suddenly feel very fresh about everything in the meat factory, and can directly fuck with those handsome guys who work in the meat factory.
Then after a few kisses, the Chinese mantra "go to your house or to my house", which is like the Chinese "have you eaten?", basically blurted out.
The film is still a bit deep: smuggling, dissatisfaction with national politics, etc. are all reflected. . You feel comfortable after reading it. .
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