Meanwhile, across from them, Feng Zhi had just taken a sip of wine and immediately spat it out.
"Cough cough cough cough cough cough"
She looked incredulously at the strange intimacy between the two people opposite her.
"You, you guys..."
Su Yan
"Nothing happened."
Feng Zhi didn't believe it.
"Then why is he acting like that with you?"
Su Yan thought for a moment.
"Fledgling syndrome."
Feng Zhi rolled her eyes upon hearing that.
Does she just believe anything made up?
Is she such an airhead?
While thinking this, she looked at the handsome man in Su Yan's arms.
Especially as his red outer garment slipped off his shoulders.
It dragged into a mess of red on the ground.
His hair down, looking like a painting of beauty.
Feng Zhi poured herself a cup of wine.
Appearing excited and interested.
She pushed it towards Hua Wuqing.
"Want a sip of wine?"
Hua Wuqing glanced at the wine cup.
Then sniffed it.
