C821 Acetin

Tian Jihu hid the excitement in his eyes and stood up to toast Zhuo Qingyun: "I heard that Master Zhuo is going to get married soon, I am here congratulating Master Zhuo."

After Tian Jihu finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Zhuo Qingyun would reject him, he immediately raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Cough, cough ?" Zhuo Qingyun choked on his wine