C1753 There Is No Light

"Yes."

Li Zheng smiled and poured two glasses of wine.

Meng Yu picked up one of the glasses, clinked it with him, and poured it into his mouth.

The piercingly cold wine, mixed with the taste of his hometown, entered his throat together.

In the past, they also drank like this.

"Good wine!"

Meng Yu said with a smile.

Glancing sideways