"Xiaoxin." Xie Jingchuan's eyes fell on her, especially gentle.

Smell speech, small Xin heart a tight, come forward again and again.

Xie Jingchuan naturally took the red wine glass and handed it to Shen Qingwan: "Please."

I don't think Shen Qingwan is only stunned. When everyone thought she was almost suspicious, Shen Qingwan unexpectedly took the glass and gulped it down. After that, she smiled and said: "Brother Jingchuan, bless us!"

Xie Jingchuan didn't answer, but he just faintly evoked his lips and took a sip gently.

For a long time, when several of them were still exchanging pleasantries, Shen Qingwan slowly covered his lower abdomen and said leisurely, "Brother...