Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Confession of Guilt

My hand shook slightly, the wine in the cup splashed on the back of my hand, Yue Qianling and Xiao Lingshan both looked at him dumbfounded, Wen Zhuo thought he had said the wrong thing, and slowly removed the crab leg from the corner of his mouth and smiled apologetically at us. "Don't be serious, just when I talk about it, and I want to have some fun with you when I cruise the Qinhuai River at night." I secretly took a deep breath, no matter whether Wen Zhuo was honest or really iron-mouthed, this young man made me breathtaking, cruise boat puppet