Huang Tianxuan's heart steeled, she decisively pulled out her phone and turned on the video mode. Facing Li Peifeng's dissuasion, she coldly responded with a smile, "Go on, I'll just record for fun."
Faced with the camera, they certainly couldn't continue.
The three reluctantly parted, but exchanged glances, each harboring an inexplicable urgency.
Xu Manning's cheeks were flushed, and whispering closely to Li, she said, "Let's go home. I can't hold back anymore. I want... to sleep. I feel like I'll dream again this time because those... keep running in my head..."
Wu Wenyue, slightly tipsy, held both their hands, slowly exhaled, and said, "Hold on, the wine is opened but not yet drunk."
"Can you still drink?" Huang Tianxuan mocked, "If not, leave the table. I'll take the wine home, and you can do whatever you want there."
"Drink."
Li Peifeng made the decision, holding the glass of red wine he poured for Huang Tianxuan: "Come and get it. I can't free up my hands."
