C564 She was venting

She is venting

In a bar with red lights and green wine, Han Shuang, Mo Niao and the other two sat on the same table as them. Under the dim light, they couldn't see what kind of expression they had.

The red wine was poured into their stomachs one by one, but none of them spoke first.

had always looked at Han Shuang in surprise. Today, she seemed to be different from other times