Shen Minglang brought a bottle of unopened "Hibiki 21 Year".
The two of them struggled to finish off this bottle.
Today, cousin, you don't need any persuading to drink.
In the past, when everyone would hang out, you'd just have to flatter him a bit, and he'd guzzle down the drinks.
Today, he was in a good mood and seeking his own beverages.
"I won't return unless I'm drunk," Shen Minglang had repeated this phrase no less than five times.
"Alright, alright!" Cheng Zhu agreed readily.
You don't want to go home unless you're drunk, and I have a date with your sister.
Yo, that rhymes.
From time to time, Cheng Zhu would deliberately let his gaze linger on Shen Qingning, giving her a few looks to show he was still paying attention to her.
But each time, Ningning would look away, not paying him any mind.
Actually, she had also intended to have a chat with Cheng Zhu today.
But her mind was cluttered and her mood conflicted.
