"Do you want to drink?" Mu Jiyun frowned lightly. He didn't want to face another drunken wife tonight.

"No! It's my eldest brother who wants to drink with you." Lengyigan smiled and looked at Lengyaofeng. She hoped he hadn't noticed the movement on this side at all. Anyway, he had been staring at Dawei just now. It should have been unresponsive.

Mu Jiyun cast a sidelong glance at the cold arrogant wind, and found that he was in a state of wandering. What was this guy thinking and doing so deeply? Then he looked at the calculating coldness on that face and laughed as she wished. He just didn't know...