Noah and Christy Nine (1)

"Zoey! Your young master is drunk!"

Zoey turned around and saw Jacky fall to the table with his head facing the table.

"What's going on? How much did he drink?" She asked as she walked over.

The yellow-haired girl stretched out a finger.

Zoey found it hard to believe. "Getting drunk with just one bottle of wine? What a terrible alcohol tolerance."

The yellow-haired girl shook her head and corrected Zoey with her index finger, "It's one cup."

Words failed Zoey.

Everyone dispersed after eating and drinking.

"We're going to KTV. Are you going?" The yellow-haired girl asked Zoey.

Zoey looked at Jacky and said, "No. I have to take care of him."

"He is much more handsome than Sam. If you don't like him, give him to me?" The yellow-haired girl whispered.

"Go. He is not the same as us." Zoey flipped his collar and said, "You see it? A shirt is worth two months of your salary."

"Damn! He is really a young master." The yellow-haired girl was shocked.

"Go have fun."