"I can't, I really can't, hic~"
"Stop pouring, I really can't drink anymore, not a single drop."
Wang Dahai had filled her glass to the brim three times over, and even though she could hold her liquor well, she was now clearly tipsy.
Her speech was slurred, and she was half-leaning on the table, her chest pressed against it, a rather impressive sight.
"You can't handle it anymore?"
Wang Dahai didn't wait for an answer but poured another glass, saying, "Come on, one more glass, and that's it."
"No, I'll throw up if I drink any more."
"It's okay, just throw up if you have to."
Seeing that she had had enough, Lin Wanqiu also picked up a glass and said, "Xue, let's have a drink with your sister."
"Sister..." Zhao Xue looked at her with a plaintive expression, her eyes drunk and cheeks rosy, clearly inebriated.
"I'm, I'm so sleepy."
Zhao Xue murmured softly, and with a light tilt of her body, she collapsed onto the table.