Spirit Sound said lightly, "When it's too quiet, you start itching to move. I wanted to go out for a walk and see an old acquaintance."
She picked up her wine cup and toasted him from afar.
Is that so?
Jiang Fan looked at the wine cup in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then picked it up.
But he didn't drink it. Instead, he snatched away the cup Spirit Sound had drunk from. "I'll drink yours!"
The wine Spirit Sound drank from shouldn't have any problem, right?
Spirit Sound shook her head, took the fresh wine, and drained it in one go.
Jiang Fan hesitated as he stared at the cup in his hand.
Seeing the red lipstick mark on the rim, he turned the cup, found a spot without a lip print, and carefully took a tiny sip.
It actually tasted kind of fragrant.
"I'll just have a taste, that's enough to see you off."
Jiang Fan set the cup down and cupped his hands. "I wish Fellow Daoist Spirit Sound a safe journey… eh… I… why am I…"
