She leaned lazily on the sofa. Her snow-white skin glistened when contrasted against the red dress.
Mu Xichen was silent for a moment and saw her pour the bottle of beer into her mouth.
He reached out to grab it from her and said, "I'm going to get a cup."
After that, he got up and went to the kitchen.
Li Beinian's items were placed in an orderly manner, and he easily spotted delicate crystal cups.
After taking two cups, he realized that she had just finished half of another bottle she had opened.
Mu Xichen rushed up and said hopelessly and in annoyance, "Use a cup."
Li Beinian wiped her drink, glanced at him, and said slowly, "You haven't answered me. Do you believe it?"
"Yes." Mu Xichen poured the beer into a cup. "I believe it."
"Why?"
"My grandfather is a Buddhist."
