Bab 168: She Was Becoming More Courageous, on the Car, She Dared to...

Nanheng snorted. "In a place like Zi Jing City, there's no such thing as pure fruit juice. The so-called fruit juice they serve contains a low percentage of alcohol. It's probably around six to ten percent. You won't be able to taste it. But if you can become drunk just like this, Miss Ji, exactly how poor is your tolerance?"

Ji Nuan glanced toward Mo Jingshen somewhat dazedly. "Is that so?"

Mo Jingshen did not speak. As he supported her, his cold gaze shifted to the remaining half of the cake on the coffee table.

Nanheng appeared to have thought of something. He first glanced at Ji Nuan's tipsy state before shifting his eyes onto the cake. He walked over and cut a slice for himself. After taking a bite, he resisted the sweet taste and forced himself to swallow.