C222 Night Shop Game

Chen Hui held up a glass of orange Deep Sea Bombs. It was a Chernoi cocktail, and not only was it spicy from the mouth, ordinary people would be drunk from drinking three glasses.

Wang Ye snatched the wine cup from her hands, while Chen Hui stood dumbly at the side, staring at the man.

In the past, they would always go to the bar when they were together and sit around a small table