Shi qingyan, Nan zhiyue, don't move!

Shi qingxun pursed his lips lightly.

He casually glanced at his younger brother and saw that he was already lying on the sofa, but he was still holding a glass of wine and taking a sip from time to time.

"Stop drinking." Shi qingqiao reached out and snatched his wine glass.

He looked at Shi qingan's flushed face and furrowed his brows. Shi qingan, you're drunk.

"How is that possible?" Shi qingan immediately jumped up.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide to make himself look sober. He even straightened his back and said, "I'm not drunk! I can still drink!"

The veins on Shi qingxuan's forehead throbbed violently.

He raised his eyes and motioned to Bai Yuchen. The latter immediately took away all the wine bottles and glasses, and LAN Chu also helped.

Shi qingqiao reached out and grabbed Shi qingan by her collar. go back to your room and sleep. You're not allowed to drink anymore.

"Aiya, don't ..." Shi qingan struggled.