"This is what I specially prepared for you... You haven't forgiven me yet?" Yue Ziqian approached her wine cup several centimeters again, with a soft and intoxicating voice.

Suguan resisted the urge to spit out, and could only hold up his glass and touch him lightly, and sip a little.

Yue Ziqian's face was more brilliant with a smile and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Xiaoguan, I never thought we would be able to sit and drink like this one day. You know, if my cousin hadn't been pregnant by tricks, I would never have thought of marrying her. I'm waiting for you to come back to me."

She...