Murong opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
He didn't dare to bet on whether Jingyang meant that.
After picking up the wine on the table and taking a sip, Jingyang grabbed Murong's collar, kissed him on the mouth, and breathed evilly into Murong's ear: "Do you know what to do?"
Murong hugged Jingyang and smiled secretly, "I don't know, you teach me."
"Call me brother."
"Brother."