The Majority Are Compliments

Shortly after they placed their orders, the waiter served them their drinks first. Fang Jiayin had a cup of coffee, while Xuxu had hot chocolate. Soon enough, the sweet smell of hot beverages

permeated the air.

Fang Jiayin stirred her coffee with a teaspoon. She glanced at Xuxu and asked, "Do you want some red wine?"

Xuxu shooked her head lightly. "I have a low tolerance for alcohol."

She jolly well know her threshold for alcohol.

"I know. I am just teasing you." Having said that, she took a sip of her coffee and continued blasting Xuxu another question. "Are you now able to drink beyond one glass of wine without getting drunk?"

Xuxu smiled in her response. "I don't get drunk but just a little tipsy."

"You are really bad in holding your alcohol," Fang Jiayin commented, "but be it one glass or one bottle, the extent of your drunkenness is almost the same."