So she took a look at Rong Yuetianlan for no reason, then turned her eyes away, and was too lazy to guess what Rong Yuetianlan was feeling at this moment.?

Rong Yuetianlan looked at her for a moment and suddenly spoke: "Since four people are drinking, where are the other two cups?"

Ji Shenyue frowned slightly: "This, I didn't know there would be so many people, so she brought me and his cup with her." She was not the one who often invited people to drink.

Rong Yuetianlan held his finger slightly in his sleeve: "It seems that your relationship is indeed very good."

Rong Yuetianheng smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He put his arm on Ji Shenyue's shoulder: "Of course! We are friends who live a life, the kind of person who can never leave life and death..."

Ji Shenyue's lips twitched. This boy's words today were a bit overwhelming.

However, his words cannot be considered wrong. She and him are indeed friends, and they have shared hardships several times...

It was not a good idea to refute this at this time, so she smiled and didn't say anything, and picked up a glass of wine: "Come on, have a drink for our friendship." She took the opportunity to pull down his wolf claws.

Rong Yuetianhuan naturally clinked glasses with her generously and then sipped it all in one go.

He smacked his lips and turned to show his head to Rong Yuetianlan: "Eighth cousin, Brother Shen and I not only have a strong friendship, but also have similar interests and hobbies. For example, this wine, I like this Luoshen Xiang. Coincidentally, Brother Shen also likes this. Do you think this is a destined fate by God?"

Ji Shenyue was shaken by his thunderous words.

This kid is crazy today. What is the fate destined by God? Isn’t that a description of a couple or a lover?

However, can family and friendship be used as this metaphor?

Ji Shenyue was not sure at the moment.

Moreover, although Rong Yuetianhuan is a name that is both civil and military, his attainments in literature are indeed not very high, and idioms are occasionally used incorrectly. So even if he uses the wrong allusion now, it is understandable...

Rong Yuetianlan's lips curled slightly, and he didn't say anything. A cup was formed between his fingers. He poured a glass of wine himself, took a sip, frowned, and said lightly: "This wine is not in line with my taste, it's too light."

Rong Yuetianhuan was dissatisfied: "This wine is strong enough, and it has a lot of energy. Don't be picky about it if you eat it for nothing! If you have the ability, come up with better wine!"

Ji Shenyue rubbed her eyebrows: "Don't have these verbal disputes at this time. He doesn't bring anything at all. Where can I get the wine? Don't carry these idle squads..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shut up his mouth and his eyes fell on Rong Yuetianlan's fingers.

Rong Yuetianlan turned into a jar of wine from his fingertips like a magic trick.

He cut off the mud seal on the jar with one palm, and a strong and sweet aroma of wine suddenly filled with it...

Ji Shenyue likes wine, so she can tell the quality of wine by just smelling the fragrance of wine. At this moment, she suddenly feels refreshed and her pores all over her body seem to be about to open up.

Good wine!

The simple words seem to be unable to describe the quality of this wine.

Ji Shenyue has been drinking wine for so many years, but compared with this wine, those wines seem to be unpleasant...

Rong Yuetianhuan almost reached out to grab the jar of wine: "Good wine! Cousin Eighth, why did you take out such good wine now? Come on, full, full." He put the wine glass in his hand directly under the jar of wine.
Chapter completed!