As she said, she picked up the wine bottle with one hand and put the other on Cady’s shoulder, just like a good buddy.
“Actually I…I…” Cardi said in a huff, as if there was something unspeakable.
Xin Xiaoxiao struck a drink, then hooked Cady’s neck with his hand, shook his body, and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
“I can’t drink.” Cardi turned his head and looked at Xin Xiaoxiao.
The faces of the two were close at hand.
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