He Jinxia picked up the bottle of red wine that had been set aside and noticed it had an alcohol content of twenty percent, her face subtly changing.
She looked at the two who were still eagerly drinking and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
What to do, she felt like tonight she'd be taking care of two drunken ghosts.
After three rounds of drinks, more than half of the hot pot ingredients had been devoured, Xie Jiahui lay half-squinting on the soft cushion, her neckline providing a glimpse of an enticing scene.
Glancing to the side, Cheng Xiaohua lay crookedly on the cushion, still holding a wine glass and muttering softly, "Drink, keep drinking!"
He Jinxia sighed, resigned to cleaning up the battlefield, and asked the restaurant waiter to call a car for the group to leave the restaurant.
Arriving at the hotel, staff members came out to help with the two drunkards, relieving He Jinxia considerably.
