Chapter 507

Xiang Xue Ting's alcohol tolerance was rather poor.

She brought over a total of six cans of beer, but after drinking less than two, she started to sway and talk to herself, her face slightly flushed and her eyes misty as if hiding an unfathomable deep pool. She looked like a ripe peach ready to burst with translucent, sweet juice at a gentle pinch.

"That's it? Is this how you drink? It's just a waste of good liquor," Yang Fan couldn't help but say with a mix of laughter and slight exasperation.

With that kind of tolerance, she should stick to drinking alone occasionally, rather than hitting the liquor scene.

"How am I not okay? Keep going!" Xiang Xue Ting, straining her obviously struggle-filled eyelids, shook the beer can in her hand and yelled at Yang Fan.

The young couple next door was energetically huffing and puffing, making the bed creak and squeak.