C152 Sibling Concentricity

Zhang Jiayang felt a little dizzy, so his strength was not as strong as Sanzi's. Since he couldn't drink any wine, he had no choice but to speak. Zhang Jiayang let go of the wine bottle, picked up a peanut and put it in his hand. He rubbed the peanut skin and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a seller, haha."

Zhang Jiayang was still in the mood to joke around at a time like this