"Senior students, even if they are working, they have to eat enough to have strength!" Summer rainy morning Hippie smiling face on the chair, boring to do his signature action, gently touching his ear on the dazzling purple ear studs.

"How can I think of drinking at this time?" Mu Jiyun poured himself a glass of water and drank it. Then he turned his head and looked at the cold, dejected wind.

"Qin Keer is back." The cold and arrogant wind wiped the red wine in his hand weakly, and a fragrant fragrance of wine instantly overflowed between his lips and teeth.

"What do you say, Qin Keer, when did...