Su Huang looked at her and smiled: "It's so fake."
Ji Xili suppressed a smile and said to him, "You are also very fake."
Su Huang shrugged her eyebrows and continued drinking, while continuing: "Ning Chengyuan comes to me recently and laughs at Sheng Qianmo for being so weird. He probably really cares."
Ji Xili drank the wine with his head lowered and said nothing.
"Here we come." Su Huang said two words slowly from his mouth.
Ji Xili looked up and saw the man walking up with Ning Chengyuan and Sheng Zhiyu.
He is tall and tall, his eyes are deep, and the lines on his face are cold and compelling. He is almost the same as the calm and steady young boy back then, but he seems to be more calm now.
Ji Xili stared at him for a long time, until Ning Chengyuan coughed and shouted: "Come on, come on, sit down and say whatever you want!"
Ji Xili came to his senses, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he looked at Sheng Qianmo, raised his lips slightly, and said, "You are late, and you will be punished with three drinks."
With that said, without waiting for Sheng Qianmo to reply, he poured the wine and handed it over.
Sheng Qianmo glanced at her, remained silent for a moment, and then reached out to take it.
Ji Xili watched as he stretched out his slender hand to take the cup, tilted his head slightly and drank it in one gulp. His Adam's apple clenched twice along his clear jaw line, which was very sexy.
Ji Xili watched him finish three glasses of wine before giving up.
At this time, Sheng Zhiyu said very shamelessly: "Sister Xi Li is still the best to me, and she doesn't punish me for drinking!"
Ning Chengyuan chuckled, "You are really very thick-skinned!"
"Xili, how have your inspections in the Southern Dynasties been over the past few years?" When he sat down, Ning Chengyuan couldn't help but open his mouth to liven up the atmosphere.
Ji Xili smiled and said: "Each one has its own merits, but I still like Beicheng the most."
"Yeah, I also think our Beicheng is the best!" Sheng Zhiyu, a flatterer, echoed Ji Xili's words and laughed.
Su Huang, who was sitting by the window, was probably quite resistant to the word "Southern Dynasties" and did not participate in their topic. He just held his chin up and drank one glass at a time. Only when he was asked something did he answer with a smile. A sentence or two.
"Sheng Qianmo, do you have to say something?" Ji Xili shook the wine glass slightly and looked at Sheng Qianmo sitting across the table with a half-smile.
Sheng Qianmo said: "Welcome back."
Ji Xili smiled, said "thank you", clinked glasses with several people and drank them all in one gulp.
As he drank, Ji Xili uttered something out of his mouth with great discomfort: "It's better to be at home..."
"You know your home now? I told you not to go to that far away place back then..." Sheng Zhiyu snorted as if complaining.
Ji Xili smiled drunkenly and said softly: "Yes, I regret it so much..."
This sentence seemed to have some hidden meaning, but no one here dared to say anything. Only Sheng Zhiyu was muttering to her.
Ji Xili was not satisfied. She poured wine and filled everyone's glasses, "It's rare for me to come back, so you must drink with me to the fullest."
Su Huang seemed to understand what she was thinking, and laughed softly. The smile seemed to pierce Ji Xili's thoughts, and Ji Xili couldn't help but glance at him, but then he averted his eyes and didn't wait. As they talked, they lowered their heads and took a sip of wine as if they were laughing at themselves.