C109 Then you have no chance

Zhou Hui suddenly realised that it was no wonder that the bar was called clearly.

He guessed that the owner of this place was also a Fusang.

It was almost midnight.

Zhou Hui leisurely drank his own wine. Beside him, the simulation cherry blossoms, as well as the wall-shaped bamboo planks, were all combined together. There was a small black table, which matched the wine on the table