ped and looked at the wine in his hand. the seal on the kettle vaguely saw the words of the master of the city of sin.
this is clearly the wine of his sinful city owner. he was surprised just now. lin hui had no wine when he was in charge of the palace. what's going on?
”hee hee, when looking for the main printing of the city, easy.”
lin hui scratched the back of his head and **iled, which was placed in the same place as the master of the city. at first sight, it was good wine. as soon as he thought about it, anyway, the master of the sinful city had to finish playing, and if he didn't take it for nothing, he
ought it with him.
”besides, it is not my fault that it is written by the lord of the city of sin, and indeed by you.”
lin hui said, suddenly the wind has turned, positive said.
”you.”
lin hui this said, zhao qianlei unexpectedly also a moment of silence. he's the one who opened the mud. he's right.
”so, it's not my fault.”
lin hui said, a hand from zhao qianlei hands over the wine altar, raised a happy drink.
”good wine.”
lin hui fin