I’m Xian Guiying

Xian Guiying knew that if Qin Gengxin wasn't drunk, he wouldn't treat her like this. The wind was blowing quietly and he moved his face close to hers. Xian Guiying quickly put the mineral bottle in her hand onto the ground and took two steps back.

With a frown, she said, "Stop talking nonsense, quickly rinse your mouth. You vomited so much just now, it's so stinky!"

Qin Gengxin actually didn't eat that much at the banquet. He only had alcohol in his stomach, and all he could drink was liquor, so there was no smell. But upon hearing her words, he obediently rinsed his mouth with the mineral water. 

After rinsing, he returned the half-empty bottle to Xian Guiying and asked with a sigh, "Still smells bad?"

With a headache, Xian Guiying pushed him an arm's length away. Besides the smell of alcohol, he also had the familiar smell of someone who had once possessed him.