Because of Old Master Lan's presence, Yuanya naturally also had her worries.
Added with Miss Zhao's persuading to drink, she unknowingly drank quite a lot.
Even the lowest degree of alcohol, when consumed in large amounts, can be too much for someone with low alcohol tolerance.
Slowly, the light in Yuanya's eyes began to blur.
Alcohol can numb a person's senses, preventing them from thinking about anything else.
Yuanya thought the feeling of being slightly tipsy was not bad.
Suddenly, Zhao Xiaobai's phone screen started to flash.
Without paying attention to it, she hugged Yuanya's shoulder, and started singing while drinking.
Yuanya glanced at her phone.
The contact labeled 'Male Nervous' was particularly eye-catching, bringing a smile to her face.
From a male god to a nervous male, the difference was certainly huge.