Mo Xiuyuan’s villa.
In the bedroom, a scene of spring appeared, full of passion.
In the dining room, it was a crazy mess, bustling with activity.
Ye Heng and Gu Xin were drinking in the dining room.
Both of them were people who could not withstand the other party’s anxiety. The more they were like this, the more they would not admit defeat.
Therefore, after Wang Zhong took out his third jar of hard liquor, his heart really ached a little.
His liquor was ten years old, and these two people were completely wasting it.
At first, the others were still interested in booing them, but now, seeing that the two of them didn’t seem to have lost, and that they had persisted for so long, everyone started to drink their own, they didn’t care about ye Heng and Gu Xin, who were just like idiots, even though their voices were very loud.
Mo Yuanli had never been here before.
He held his wine glass and silently observed.
