Sitting on the laid-out blanket, Xia Zhisu sat cross-legged there, propping her chin with one hand, staring at Dongye.
Dongye handed her the wine glass, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xia Zhisu took the wine glass, "Actually, the first time I saw you, I thought you were cold, like an ice block! I don't think so anymore."
"Oh? How do you think of me now?"
"I think you're as warm as the sun!"
"It's the first time someone has described me like that." Dongye looked down at the red liquid in his hand, shook it a little, and raised the glass in front of Xia Zhisu, "Your celebratory banquet, Azhi, congratulations on overcoming your addiction."
Xia Zhisu clinked glasses with him, "Quanquan! It's all thanks to you! Without you, I wouldn't be who I am today! Without you, I would have died many times! I toast to you!"
She raised her head, wanting to drink the wine.
