Benson Leach looked at the landing wine. Although his cheeks were red, his eyes were bright, but they were still blurred.

This kind of Juliana Lewis, on the contrary, is full of hook and charm.

"What wine to drink? With what?" Benson Leach's voice was hoarse.

His little wife, a look over.

Even across the screen, it still makes him want to stop.

Juliana Lewis: "Drink beer, go with barbecue."

"Sisi knows that I love roast chicken feet and water spinach, including leeks, but I didn't eat them."

Benson Leach: "Hmm?"

He hasn't eaten these.

Benson Leach asked her, "Is it delicious?"

Juliana Lewis: "It's delicious. The roast chicken feet...