"How much has she had?" Gu Yan stooped to help Gu Jiaojiao up, his cuffs brushing against the back of Xu Huan’s hand, leaving behind a trace of familiar cedarwood scent.
"Three tequilas, two Long Island iced teas." Xu Huan instinctively took half a step back. "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop her..."
Gu Yan shook his head and skillfully hoisted his sister onto his back. As he turned, he suddenly asked, "You and A-cheng... how are things?"
Chapter 139