At this time, Feng Hong sat alone on the stone table, holding a pot of wine and pouring himself a drink.

Feng Jiuli's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked over and sat down opposite him.

Feng Hong looked up at Feng Jiuli and smiled kindly: "Are you here?" ”

The tone is natural, just...

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