"Brother Wenhao looks up to Xiaoming so much. Xiaoming will do it first!" I raised the glass in my hand, looked up, and drank all the wine in it.

"good wine! Ha ha, Miss Ming is good at drinking! " From Tong I don't know when she has come to my side, she seems to have some intoxication, and her steps have been a little shaky.

"Miss Ming, you and my elder martial brother have had a drink. Do you want to have a drink with me, too?" She was holding the wine pot in one hand, her cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes were always towards Wenhao.

"this..."...