Looking at Li Songci standing by the fence of the rooftop of the Empire State Building, listening to her words in his ears, Li Jin's heart tide slightly roared.

He walked to Li Songci and stood in front of the fence.

Feeling the fierce wind at a height of more than 400 meters, it was the dim lights, and Li Jin felt that he was stepping on the entire city of New York under his feet.

The neon lights of this megacity city spread from the feet, radiating to the horizon that cannot be seen, and it is so lively and prosperous everywhere.

No one can tell how many joys and sorrows are being staged every day in this city with a population of millions.

Behind each light, there is a story about which family and what kind of story is there.

But as one of the most prosperous cities in the entire human civilization, New York is indeed a paradise for the powerful and rich.

"There will be a day." Li Jin murmured at the night sky that was brightly dyed by the city lights.

Beside him, Li Songci turned his head to look at Li Jin's side face, his eyes focused and obsessed.

She really loves Li Jin at this time.

Not as restrained and gentle as usual, with a little more domineering and ostentatious as he is, as if Li Jin was the real person he was now, like a hidden dragon, and he would only wait for the storm to sway to the sky.

Li Songci believed from the bottom of his heart that a man should not be too humble and low-key, but should be more domineering. A man who can make her look at him differently must have domineering spirit to conquer the world.

At this time, Li Jin was perfectly in line.

"Tonight, you are the king." Li Songci said softly.

"What did you say?"

The wind noise on the roof was too loud. Li Jin didn't hear Li Song's poems clearly and turned his head to ask.

"Nothing." Li Songci chuckled, turned around and walked to the sofa with a slightly smaller wind power and sat down, saying, "What do you want to drink? I have someone prepared a lot of good wine for you."

"I'm not used to drinking foreign wine on white wine, and I'm also very average in red wine," said Li Jin.

Li Songci took out his cell phone and called.

In less than ten minutes, ten bottles of Moutai and ten bottles of red wine were delivered.

After that, there were also a table full of Chinese dishes with colors, fragrance and flavor.

Li Jin saw that there was no bottle of Maotai, which was less than ten years old, and there was a red wine from the Oak Winery collection, and that table of dishes. He said in surprise: "Do you regard the Empire State Building as your wine room and kitchen?"

Li Songci took off his shoes, curled up barefoot on the soft and comfortable sofa, and said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerating, but it's still not a big problem to borrow the rooftop. These wines and dishes are there, in New York, as long as you are willing to spend money, there is nothing you can't do."

During this period, Li Jin was really uncomfortable with Western food. Now that he can taste the taste from his hometown, he naturally feels very happy.

Li Songci seemed to have let go, no longer clamoring to lose weight and diet, but instead ate a table of delicious food with Li Jin.

Li Jin drank white wine and Li Songci drank red wine. The two of them enjoyed the fierce wind and invincible night view on the roof of the Empire State Building while drinking.

After drinking a bottle of Moutai, Li Jin also felt a little drunk.

He sat on the single sofa, his eyes crossed the fence and looked at the city skyline, and he could not see anything clearly, so he slowly withdrew his gaze.
Chapter completed!