Chapter 400 Feng Wudao Doesn't Work Either

"Great!"

Yan Mingyu took the wine glass and drank a second cup.

With half a bottle of red wine down, her perfect face now bore two red flushes, making her look even more delicately enticing, stunningly peerless.

"Damn... now that's a woman!"

Zhou Zixuan couldn't help but swallow.

He felt as if Yan Mingyu before him was a phoenix radiating colorful, splendid light while those women he used to play with were nothing but plucked wild chickens.

Rubbing his hands together, he hoped Qin Yu would take a few more punches so he could persuade Yan Mingyu to drink a third cup of red wine.

Looking at her, if she finished this bottle of wine, she would definitely get drunk.

At this moment.

The sports hall.

As Qin Yu had anticipated, there was still some gap between his strength and that of Feng Wudao if Feng used his full power.

Probably, if his combat strength was 90, Feng's would be around 100.

He also had to give his all, otherwise it would be hard to tell whose deer it would be.