"Well, this red wine is indeed very good. At the moment when the wine was entered, Mu Qingyang's taste buds seemed to have enjoyed a feast of fine wine, and now he swallowed it slowly, and it was also fragrant and endless.

"It's really good wine!" Mu Qingyang turned his head suddenly, praising without hesitation.

But I saw one by one looking at me dumbfounded.

Belch...... Could it be that there is something on her face? Mu Qingyang looked at those familiar and unfamiliar eyes staring at her face at the moment, she subconsciously reached out and touched her face, looking at them puzzled.

When Mu Qingyang's puzzled eyes swept to Qi Tianhong.

The moment the two of them met, Qi Tianhong's black pupils shrank, and he suddenly woke up. Immediately rushed to the burning of his face, and hurriedly twisted his head to the side, avoiding the look.

"Then, this is the feeling, it's you, the little feeling you lack!" Mu Qingyang sat back at the table, as if preaching, and handed the glass cup in his hand back to Qi Tianhong's hand.

Tasting wine, Mu Qingyang knew that she was not very good at it, but the simplest way to look at its color and smell its taste, but with the white jade cup, she couldn't appreciate the unique charm of this wine.

Qi Tianhong took the glass cup, and there seemed to be residual warmth of Mu Qingyang's fingers on the cup, and he unconsciously glanced at Mu Qingyang's side face, and suddenly, an enlarged version of the big head of the curtain suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Qi Tianhong was startled, and instinctively leaned his body back.

"What are you looking at!Hey!Have you seen enough!" The curtain was 100,000 reluctant, staring at Qi Tianhong with angry eyebrows.

"Hmph. Qi Tianhong snorted coldly, snorted, and sat more upright.

"Look at it, there won't be a piece of meat missing!" Qi Tianhong said one after another, but as soon as the words fell, he was a little startled by his words.

He knew in his heart that the relationship between this Mu Qingyang and Mu Ziding, and the person named Hualang on the side was extraordinary, what was he doing? Provocation?

He knows, understands, and is sure that he doesn't like men, and absolutely doesn't have a "dragon yang fetish".

But just now, Qi Tianhong also admitted that he was indeed attracted by the scene of Mu Qingyang tasting wine, but what he didn't expect was that he would be "needle-to-needle" with Mu Ziding, a guy who had always made him disdainful, for Mu Qingyang.

Feeling his gaffe, Qi Tianhong picked up the porcelain altar, followed Mu Qingyang's example just now, poured some red wine into the glass cup, played with the wine glass, and watched it by himself.

The translucent red, refreshing aroma of wine, is really more than ever.

The man was as he had thought, and he was indeed an "interesting" person. Mu Qingyang, not only can he say the name of the wine that others can't say at once, but he also knows the so-called "feeling" that he doesn't know.

Suddenly, Qi Tianhong felt a sharp gaze sweeping over his body, and he didn't need to look back, he naturally understood in his heart, the owner of this look, among these people here, who else would there be besides Mu Ziding!

"Childish!" Qi Tianhong said disdainfully to him in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, a breath of coolness, the wine in the glass cup was drunk. Although I don't know the taste, it does have a unique flavor in it.