Zhou Lin's gaze met with his. This blue-haired man's gaze was also very sharp, reflecting the colorful lights here. Coupled with his blue hair, his murderous intent was exposed, making people feel depressed.
Zhou Lin was so fierce to him, but he just smiled. He took a sip of the drink, and then pretended to choke his throat and spit it all over the floor. He knew that there was something wrong with the drink, because it was waiting for him to drink, not like the beer. He watched the waiter take it out and open the bottle.
"Sorry, I want to vomit..." Zhou Lin said to the blue-haired man, which naturally made him very dissatisfied. He picked up the cup and handed it to Zhou Lin. He still stared at him, but did not say anything.
He had no choice. This guy was too cruel. Since Zhou Lin had
