C29 Tianyin

Ye Zhiwen was leaning on his chair and napping. The weather was a little hot, and the air conditioner was turned on a little too loud.

Wang Ye walked in with a cup of good quality Monkey King wine and placed the teacup in front of Ye Zhiwen's nose.

Searching for the aroma of the tea, Ye Zhiwen's head moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Yo, it's Little Wang