"Where did you put the juice?" Rong Guang's head didn't raise his head.

"I'll buy it tomorrow. Can milk be OK?"

"Uh... it's OK." Rong Guang didn't pick on his skills. After training, he sweated a lot and took a shower. His mouth and tongue were very dry, as long as he had some drinks.

Debola walked in, took control of the refrigerator from Rongguang, then took out the milk box, poured a cup of Rongguang, and heated it in the microwave.

A minute later, Rongguang was already holding a cup and drinking milk.

"Is the lottery ceremony over?" he asked.

Debola nodded: "Do you want to know who Manchester City is in the same group?"

"Who?"

"You would never have thought." Speaking of this, Debola showed a playful smile on her face. "Bordeaux."

Rongguang asked: "The one from Portugal..."

"No, that's Porto, this is Bordeaux in France, the Bordeaux that produces wine." Deborah knew that Glory would think of the team, so she explained.

"Oh." Rongguang nodded to show that he knew.

"Then...Real Madrid and Bayern Munich." Deborah reported the names of the remaining two teams in one breath.

The glory movement of drinking milk paused, and he was still tilting his head to drink milk. He just turned his eyes and stared at Debola, with a little surprised look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!