"You're drinking again? I really can't take it anymore. Why don't I take a rest first and drink another day?" Then, Wu rufeng's frustrated voice and Zhao chuansheng and the others echoed.
"I told you to drink, so you just drank it. It's only in the next few days. If it were any other time, you wouldn't even have the chance to drink with me." The person who spoke earlier said in dissatisfaction.
Ling Chuxi did not have anything to do and was curious about what she heard. She also walked out of the courtyard with Rong gaoguang and the others.
He saw an old man with snow-white hair standing in the courtyard, holding two wine jars that were half the height of a man. He awkwardly reached out two fingers and grabbed Wu rufeng, not letting go. He looked like he would not let Wu rufeng go if he didn't drink with him.
