Fifteen lightly raised the corners of her lips, "Do we need a reason to toast?"
Phoebe's gaze swept over her face, "Don't we need one?"
"Since you say we need one, then..." Fifteen glanced around, "How about for this beautiful evening?"
"Sure, cheers."
A strange color flashed in Phoebe's pink eyes as she smiled and raised her glass to her, then turned to look out the window, bringing the glass to her lips.
Fifteen glanced sideways, secretly observing his movements.
As she watched him drink the wine, she raised her lips in a smile; seeing Phoebe's profile turn towards her, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze and continued sipping her water.
After draining the wine in his glass, Phoebe raised the empty glass to her.
"Wait for me a moment, I'll get you something."
After saying this, he turned and walked into the inner room. Fifteen's gaze swept over the empty glass he left on the table, a cold smile flashing in her dark eyes.
