Pang Yuelong didn't talk nonsense to Li Xiaoming, and walked to the window with the phone and dialed the number at home.

"Do you want to call your girlfriend?"

Mu Haoyang was stunned and realized that Li Xiaoming had his eyes on him.

"If you want to fight, just as early as possible, so as not to get messed up again later, otherwise you won't be able to drink enough, which is boring."

"No, I will be able to go back in a few days."

"Okay, let's drink it first. There are only a few bottles of wine. It's me who suffers from being polite." Li Xiaoming picked up the wine glass and touched Mu Haoyang for a while, "It's just for us to meet."

"Also for us to be alive now."

Li Xiaoming smiled, raised his head and drank it in one sip.

Mu Haoyang was not polite, and drank a whole glass of wine in one sip.

The taste is really good, bitter and sweet, and when it comes back, it gives people a feeling of endless aftertaste. It is not as spicy as bad wine, nor is it bitter as watered white wine.
Chapter completed!