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Su Huang looked at her and smiled: "Very fake."

Ji Xili suppressed his smile, and said to him: "You are also very fake."

Su Huang shrugged her eyebrows, continued to drink, and continued to say: "Ning Chengyuan has grown old recently and came to me to ridicule Sheng Qianmo for being abnormal, probably because he really cares."

Ji Xili drank the wine with his head down, but didn't speak.

"Here we come." Su Huang spit out two words unhurriedly.

Ji Xili looked up at Xunsheng, and saw the man walking up with Ning Chengyuan and Cheng Zhiyu.

He is tall and straight, with deep eyes, and the lines of his face are stern and aggressive. He is almost the same as the calm and stable young boy back then, but now he seems to be a little more calm.

Ji Xili stared at him for a long while, until Ning Chengyuan coughed and shouted: "Come, come, sit down and talk if you have anything to say!"

Ji Xili came to his senses, but he didn't sit down right away, but looked at Sheng Qianmo, slightly raised his lips, and said, "You're late, and you'll be punished with three glasses of wine."

Saying that, without waiting for Sheng Qianmo to reply, he poured the wine and handed it over.

Sheng Qianmo glanced at her, remained silent for a moment, and reached out to take it.

Ji Xili watched him take the cup with a long and slender hand, raised his head slightly and drank it in one gulp, following the clear and distinct jaw line, his Adam's apple clenched twice, very sexy.

Ji Xili watched him drink three glasses of wine before giving up.

At this time, Cheng Zhiyu said shamelessly, "Sister Xili is still the best to me, and she doesn't punish me for drinking!"

Ning Chengyuan laughed out loud, "Your skin is really thick!"

"Xi Li, how have you been studying in the Southern Dynasties these years?" When he sat down, Ning Chengyuan couldn't help but open up the atmosphere.

Ji Xili smiled and said: "Each has its own advantages, but I still like Beicheng the most."

"That's right, I also think our North City is the best!" Cheng Zhiyu, a flatterer, laughed in agreement with Ji Xili's words.

Su Huang, who was sitting by the window, was probably resistant to the word "Southern Dynasty", and didn't get involved in their topic. He just propped his chin and drank a glass of wine by himself, and only answered with a smile when asked about him. A word or two.

"Sheng Qianmo, do you have to say something too?" Ji Xili shook the wine glass slightly, and looked at Sheng Qianmo who was sitting across the table with a half-smile.

Sheng Qianmo said: "Welcome back."

Ji Xili smiled, said "thank you", clinked glasses with several people and drank it all in one gulp.

While drinking, Ji Xili spit out a sentence from his mouth in a very unpleasant way: "It's better to be at home..."

"Now you know your home? You were told not to go to that far place..." Cheng Zhiyu snorted as if complaining.

Ji Xili said softly with a drunken smile, "Yes, I regret it to death..."

This sentence seemed to carry some hidden meaning, but none of the people present dared to say anything, only Cheng Zhiyu sang to her in a whisper.

Ji Xili was not satisfied, she poured wine and filled everyone's glasses, "It's rare for me to come back, so you must drink enough with me."

Su Huang seemed to understand what she was thinking, and smiled softly, that smile seemed to pierce Ji Xili's thoughts, Ji Xili couldn't help but also glanced at him, but then closed his eyes, not waiting When they talked, they lowered their heads and took a sip of wine as if mocking themselves.