Nightingale over there still didn't know what Huo Sining was thinking. When he saw Huo Sining raise her glass and drink it clean, he hurriedly filled his own glass and downed it in one go, hesitant.
But he was still puzzled inside, and couldn't help but open his mouth, thick-tongued, to ask:
"Why... say... I suit this name?"
Huo Sining smiled, filled Lou Tifeng's glass in front of him, and blinked saying:
"Drink this, and I'll tell you."
Lou Tifeng really felt he couldn't drink anymore at this point, but he truly wanted to know why Huo Sining had given such an evaluation. So, he gritted his teeth and forced down the glass of wine into his stomach.
The hot feeling in his lower abdomen made his stomach instantly start churning and burning, his eyes turned red, and he felt dizzy, almost about to collapse.
Only then did Huo Sining laugh and say, "Well, because Nightingales like to act at night, full of schemes, enjoying little backstabbing maneuvers, just like you, right?"
Uh...
