Lin Miao was reserved, and she deliberately leaned to the side, a shy smile on her face."
"I'm sorry, I didn't stand properly. Let me lean on you for a while. Brother Yingluo, good things come in pairs, let's drink again! I wish that our lives will be free of worries from now on!"
After Lin Miao finished speaking, she downed the glass of wine in her hand.
Li Jingjing felt that she had drunk a little too much, and her head was getting heavier. She didn't want to continue drinking.
But seeing Lin ran finish the glass in one gulp without saying much, Li Jingjing felt that as a man, she couldn't reject him in such a clingy way, so she also finished her glass.
Lin Miao's heart, which had been hanging in the air nervously, was finally put at ease. It would be easy after she finished drinking.
