"Qiaoqiao, you've had too much to drink. Any more and you'll be drunk," Mu Ci said gently, trying to stop her.
He knew Xu Qiaoqiao's alcohol tolerance all too well; if she kept drinking like this, she would definitely pass out.
Xu Qiaoqiao's cheeks were already flushed with a rosy hue. Though her mind was still somewhat clear, her eyes were hazy.
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