บท 1701: I Want...

"Look at you."

Feng Yi hurriedly got up to pour her some water.

"Those who know know know that you're drinking. Those who don't know might think that you're drinking poison."

Feng Yi muttered disdainfully, but his hand gently lifted her small chin and handed her a cup of water.

Moan gulped down a few mouthfuls of cold water before he felt slightly better.

"Brother Yi, this wine is delicious, but it's a little spicy."

Mo Su comforted his chest and commented on the red wine he had just drunk.

It was her first time drinking, so it was normal that she was not used to it. Who said that people drank poison?

"Even red wine is spicy? Is your alcohol tolerance bad?"

Feng Yi sized her up and realized that her face was still a little red.

She didn't know if it was because the red flush caused by her coughing had not faded, or if her strong wine had already arrived.

"I'm the first, I'm the first, I'm the second" Who knew if he could hold his liquor?