"Thank you..." Questa straightened her body. Her eyes were a little red, partially from crying, and also from being choked by the wine. After she straightened up, she gave the remaining half of the wine to Jacob and said, "Have a drink with me..."
He instinctively wanted to refuse. She had just drunk it. If he drank it, wouldn't it be an indirect kiss?
However, looking at her expectant face, he couldn't refuse her. He knew how this woman was feeling now. She hoped that there would be someone to accompany her, but she couldn't go and talk to her friends, so he had to sacrifice his life to accompany her.
Taking the wine from her hand, he gritted his teeth and drank most of it. The fragrance of her lips was still lingering in the bottle, and it was rare for a woman to have such a taste... He shouted, "Waiter, bring a few more bottles..."