With Yuan Li's encouragement, Li Cheng finally sat down next to Lin Xiaoyu.
Lu liye was sitting a meter away from Lin Xiaoyu, looking at them with his cold eyes, and smoking indifferently.
"Xiaoyu, Pixiu."
Li Cheng came over with a drink and handed it to Lin Xiaoyu, " come on, have a drink!
"Thank you," he said.
Lin Xiaoyu quickly thanked him and took the drink.
"Aren't you going to sing?" Li Cheng invited Lin Xiaoyu.
I don't like to sing. Lin Xiaoyu felt embarrassed talking to Li Cheng like this.
Especially when there was a sharp gaze staring at her from the side, she felt like there were thorns on her back.
His entire body felt cold.
"Why don't we sing a song together?"
Li Cheng invited him with all his might.
"I really don't like to sing!"
Lin Xiaoyu waved her hand and refused.
