"Only drank half a catty or so, right?"
Yang Sheng felt a bit bored. She had expected Dan Kaiquan to have a loud voice and a high alcohol tolerance, but it turned out his capacity was pretty poor.
She glanced over at Dong Qingfeng and saw him struggling to steady himself against the table, his eyes out of focus, reaching out with trembling fingers for a skewer of mutton.
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