C180 Red earth wine

Halfway through the taxi, Aunt He Li suddenly sent a message over: Zijun, come to the Red Dust Inn!

Zhang Zijun did not understand what he meant, but since Aunt He Li said so, he did as she said.

Deep into the night.

The lights in Guilin City were bright, resembling a dream or illusion. The citizens that came and went were all intoxicated by the beautiful night sky and were unable to leave