C167 Not knowing yet

Ming Ling sat on the velvet sofa with his slender legs crossed and held a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it gently. He didn't seem like he wanted to drink it, the crystal glass was filled with bright red liquid, and he was just toying with it.

That lazy look of his made people look noble and luxurious.

Gu Xinyu stood in front of him and looked at him respectfully