What, what's he doing?
Watching him gulp down red wine as if it were grape juice, so bold and unlike his usual style! With a glass down, Yu Zexiao's face flushed as red as dawn, his eyes shimmering like water, and his lips stained with red wine were even more full and luscious—
If he were wearing a wig right now, he'd look just like a beautiful woman.
"Why aren't you drinking?"
Yu Zexiao gulped down his drink, as if his courage to speak sweet nothings to her was coming back.
"Drink~!" His voice was a bit shaky, clearly getting into the rhythm of being a bit too high. Talking reason with a drunkard is asking for trouble, so Jian Anning nodded, "Okay, I'll drink."
She grabbed her wine glass and took a big sip. Yu Zexiao was still unsatisfied, "Why don't you finish it?"
"Zexiao, I'm not good with alcohol, I'm already feeling a bit dizzy."
