Qiao Qing nodded and saw that an employee opened a bottle of red wine.
She asked, "You're drinking?"
Jun Yexuan, "Don't you want some?"
The employee had poured into the two wine glasses.
Qiao Qing said, "You say I'm a lightweight and refuse to let me drink."
"It's okay to drink occasionally. It's good for the atmosphere. Plus, this is red wine. It's not strong."
Jun Yexuan handed her a cup, "In the ancient times, the bride and groom should drink on their wedding day while crossing their arms. We didn't get to do that before so let's make up for it. Hmm?"
Qiao Qing was silent. She took over the glass and crossed arms with him.
Jun Yexuan's lips curled up as he drank the wine.
He watched as the red liquid entered her mouth. There was a faint trace of snarkiness in his eyes.
In the dark, Lang Yin sighed. The young miss married a wolf.
