บท 385: Li Shengxia, What Right Do You Have to Care About Me?

Mo Nianchen's cheeks began to flush red from the alcohol.

However, his actions were still as calm as ever…

He drank cup after cup elegantly and calmly.

More and more empty cups appeared…

The twenty-second cup…

At first, he found it difficult to resist the strong stimulation of the wine mixed together, but he continued calmly.

The twenty-third cup…

The twenty-fourth cup…

The surrounding spectators had already started screaming.

The screams slowly disappeared, leaving only the sound of breathing. Everyone was on tenterhooks for him…

She was afraid that he would collapse in the next second.

However, he still insisted. The next cup, the next cup.

The thirtieth cup…

The more painful it was, the stronger the liquor was. It stimulated his nerves, and the nausea in his stomach invaded his world…

Only his slightly furrowed brows announced that he was already forcing himself.