The two of them raised their glasses and drank together. They were both people who had fought for their lives in this world. At this moment, they were together.
"Hehe..." Jiang Xiyue let out a laugh that sounded like silver bells. She sat on Lin Mo's lap, and it was heart-stirring.
Lin Mo held Jiang Xiyue's slender waist, picked up the wine pot on the table, and poured it into his mouth.
Jiang Xiyue also came up and grabbed the wine pot, then poured it down toward her red lips.
The moonlight was very beautiful, and the scenery in the courtyard was even more beautiful. Lin Mo was not the kind of person who prided himself on being noble.
Although the roses were prickly, they could still be picked.
He picked up Jiang Xiyue, used the Swimming Dragon Walk, and disappeared into the courtyard.
Every moment of spring was worth a thousand gold coins...
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