1762 sugar

Qing 'er reached out and took the glass. She had the urge to drink it all in one go, but the next second, she suddenly realized what she was doing. Drinking to drown his sorrows?

This thought made Qing 'er shiver. She quickly put down the cup in her hand and turned around calmly, only to find that ah Zhen and Xu Ziyue were still talking and laughing not far away. She did not know what Xu Ziyue was talking about, but the young man raised the cup in his hand, and the smile on his lips was shy and full of joy.

Qing 'er suddenly felt a wave of anger rush to her head!

Back then, she had spent so much effort to train this kid, and in the end ...

In the end, she couldn't hold back. She picked up the cocktail in her hand and took a big gulp.

The alcohol content of Bloody Mary was a little high, and Qing 'er's alcohol tolerance was not good. After taking a sip of the wine, she only felt a wave of heat rushing up to the top of her head, and her eyes were a little hot.