With a faint smile, Xu Wenping walked over with his wine bottle.
"Beauty, do me the honor of drinking a glass of wine."
"I don't want to…" Zhao Siman said angrily when she heard someone coming over to hit on her.
After saying these words, she stopped because she saw Xu Wenping's mischievous expression.
"You, you are also here to make fun of me?"
After punching Xu Wenping hard, Zhao Siman's eyes widened in anger.
Xu Wenping couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zhao Siman acting like a little girl.
He knocked her head and smiled. "Alright, stop drinking."
Feeling Xu Wenping's closeness, Zhao Siman's eyes flashed with excitement.
She picked up the bottle and said to Xu Wenping proudly, "Come, if you're not convinced, let's have a drink."
"Wine competition?"
Looking at Zhao Siman, who raised her wine glass and looked like she really wanted to compete with him, Xu Wenping could not help but be speechless.
