"Two glasses." Even if Gu Quan won, he still drank, as if he was determined to get stoned tonight.
After Song Zhen finished singing a few songs with the pretty chicks, he collapsed on the sofa. "Are you two competing in drinking? Why did you drink so much?"
"Brother Quan wants to drink."
He Qi's face was all red from the effects of the wine.
He kicked away the empty wine bottle on the table. He was so tired that he just wanted to lie down. "Help me get a room."
"It's only eleven o'clock and you're already sleeping?"
"I'm too sleepy."
Song Zhen found two friends and asked them to carry him to the hotel next door to prevent him from catching a cold.
He sat beside Gu Quan and patted him on the shoulder. "Are you still in the mood to drink?"
Gu Quan glanced at him and finished the wine in his glass.
He leaned back and looked at the colorful lights on the ceiling, his thoughts chaotic.