Zhuo Jian took it and smelled the name on the bottle.

It is indeed the best in the world and tastes amazing.

Fu Yanye held the wine glass and faced her.

Zhuo Jian immediately held the wine glass and touched it lightly with his.

Even the wine glasses are super expensive and seem to be extra crisp when touched.

The dry white taste entering the throat made Zhuo Jian feel that it was pretty good and smooth.

Fu Yanye leaned back on the sofa, looked at the phone she was reading, and couldn't help but think, after all these years, you still like this actor.

She is a long-term lover.

It can be seen from many aspects.

For example, the actor I like has always been liked, the color I like has never changed, and the scenery I like to see is always the same.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her and couldn't help but touch her hair again.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head when his hand touched the back of her head.

Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye held her shoulders with his hands, pulled her directly into his arms, and kissed her forehead gently with his lips: "We will be home tonight."


Chapter completed!