Shen Qiushan looked at Lin Moxuan with an expression of speechlessness, as the latter beat around the bush and involved him in the matter, for just this?
Indeed, among men, Little Blue Bottle is the true hard currency!
"What's Little Blue Bottle?"
Lin Jiayu looked at her dad and brother-in-law, Shen Qiushan, with suspicion.
Meanwhile, Chen Qingzhu and Lin Xiamo, mother and daughter, quietly bowed their heads and started eating.
"Kids shouldn't ask randomly."
Lin Moxuan replied with a straight face.
"I'm already 20 years old."
"I'm not a kid anymore!"
Lin Jiayu slightly pursed her lips.
Of course, Lin Moxuan wouldn't explain this matter to his daughter. He turned to Shen Qiushan: "Any problems?"
"Hmm, up to three bottles."
Shen Qiushan hasn't been drawing prizes much lately, and his inventory is limited, so he needs to conserve a bit.
"Alright, deal!"
