บท 121: Chapter 120 The Decline of Learning (Extra)

The two of them synchronized like gods, searching the entire house for Lu Mian.

They quickly spotted the very same Brother Mian who was messing with them just a moment ago, standing merely a meter away, hands clasped behind his back solemnly watching them.

This overwhelming sense of déjà vu...

"Brother Mian?"

Lu Mian didn't respond, his expression still very serious.

The two exchanged a look—could he be drunk?

"How much did we drink?" Shouhao pondered with a bottle in hand, thinking it wasn't really that much.

Lu Mian pinched the bridge of his nose. What Shouhao said casually, she answered with utmost seriousness.

"Today, each person had a bottle, and each bottle is 330 milliliters, this beer is 5% alcohol, so we can calculate that today, each of us has consumed 1.65 units of alcohol."

Fat Hao: ?

Shouhao: ?

"OK, now it's my turn to ask you," Lu Mian said as she extended a slender finger, slightly bowed her head, and casually strolled around the private room.