Gu Moqian paused for a moment and continued, "But right now she's not in the country. Otherwise, do you think Xi Nanfeng could still be so carefree?"
Ji Wei froze for a second.
This Miss Qin's way of chasing men… is really quite unusual.
After sunset, the sky gradually darkened.
Grills were already set up on the beach, a bonfire was lit, and the string lights around helped set the mood, glowing one after another.
The sea breeze blew gently, the night was enchanting.
Gu Moqian and Ye Cheng were in charge of the grilling, while the other three were responsible for eating and eating and eating.
Xi Nanfeng glanced at the lone skewer of grilled meat in front of him. Meanwhile, the plate next to him, belonging to Ji Wei, had turned into a miniature mountain. Yet Gu Moqian kept piling onto that mountain. Unable to hold back, Xi Nanfeng complained, "Old Mo, it's understandable to dote on your wife. But, we're bros too! Are you seriously okay with me surviving on just one skewer?"
