Even though Song Junlang assured him again and again the alcohol's quality was assured, and that Alexei absolutely would not wake up until the next night, especially since it was universally known that the Russians were reliable when it came to their alcohol, Xiao Lin was still a little worried, and did not sleep well that whole night.
Thankfully, Song Junlang was not lying this time around. Before dawn, a blurry Xiao Lin was dragged out of bed by Song Junlang. Looking at Xiao Lin's sleepy face, he rolled his eyes, "I told you not to worry. Why didn't you believe me? When have I ever lied to you?"
Xiao Lin mumbled to himself silently as the number was too high to count.
Just as he was thinking about it, Song Junlang produced a potion from somewhere and stuffed it straight into Xiao Lin's mouth. Xiao Lin did not manage to put up a defense in his fuzzy state, and gulped down a few mouthfuls, swallowing most of the potion.