A Contest of Alcohol Tolerance

The two of them came to the main table and sat in the furthest seats.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofei came in.

Zhang Minghua's eyes lit up, and his heart trembled. The moment he saw Yang Xiaofei again, Zhang Minghua suddenly felt like he had returned to his junior high school days.

Li Wei and the others were also tactful and immediately gave up their seats.

"Xiaofei, over here!" Zhang Minghua waved his hand.

Yang Xiaofei heard someone call her name and turned her head to look. Seeing that it was Zhang Minghua, Yang Xiaofei's eyes lost some color.

"No need." Yang Xiaofei smiled and waved her hand. "You guys are going to drink later. It's not convenient for me to sit there."

Li Wei was even more anxious than Zhang Minghua and said, "Xiaofei, we haven't seen each other for so many years. Let's have some fun together today."

"That's right." Zhang Minghua chimed in. "We're all old classmates. Drinking is just for fun."