What was the point!
"Don't mention it, bad luck! I can't perform today. Look at me like this. Oh... bring a bottle of beer, then let's talk! I'm vexed, brother!" Han Wenxi said, brushing his fallen bangs away from his forehead in frustration.
"Oh, haha, you want to drink away your sorrows! But you'll only feel more sorrowful." Ah De teased deliberately.
"Damn, stop talking and bring the drinks." Han Wenxi said with a bit of irritation.
"Wait a moment, Handsome Xi!" Ah De said, then took a dark green bottle from the counter, opened it with a bottle opener, and with a "pop~" sound, the aroma of the wine wafted out. He then handed it to Han Wenxi.
Just as he was about to grab it, a pair of slender hands were faster and snatched the bottle away.
Han Wenxi turned his head in surprise, his eyes even more astonished upon seeing the person.
"Yi Bing~" Han Wenxi called out, overwhelmed with various emotions, feeling as if chewing wax—bitter, just bitter...
