C325 African Cold Pond

"It doesn't matter. I'll make this wine. Bring a cup."

Loong Fei waved his hand and called the waiter to her. He then whispered in her ear.

"Do you know how to make this kind of wine? Are you joking with me?"

Chu Yankun said in disbelief. After all, he had only heard of this kind of wine. He did not expect Loong Fei to be able to make it