"Xiaoba."
"Huh?" The wine in the glass cup reflected the man's pale face, ah, what a picture of a beautiful woman with wine. He chuckled.
"You are greedy for drinking again and don't do serious things. Don't worry, I will complain." The man opened his teeth and claws to grab the glass cup in his hand, but stopped the moment he stuck out his tongue, "Hey~" There is a red tongue! !
"It's stewed." Hei Wuchang lazily stood up from the grass and patted his butt, "I'll have extra dinner tonight."
Bai Wuchang gritted his teeth, "Fan Wujiu! You are really hopeless!"