Lu yange had a heavy taste, so the glasses on the table were all hard liquor.
Although du min 'er's alcohol tolerance wasn't particularly bad, two glasses were already her limit. however, huo shen and an xiaowan had no intention of letting her go.
Her face was pale as she picked up the third glass.
She looked at an Xiaowan and begged for mercy in a low voice,"Xiaowan, I can't take it anymore, Hanhan.
Oh ~"an Xiaowan held the glass of wine and seemed to be deep in thought.
Her reaction made du min 'er's eyes light up. Xiao Wan, please, I'm really uncomfortable. Please beg young master Huo to let me go.
lu yange, who was watching from the side, could not bear to see this. anyone who saw this scene would probably be soft-hearted. However, in the next second, Lu yange once again realized that an Xiaowan was indeed not an ordinary person.
"is it related to me?" an xiaowan's lips curved into a smile, her eyes calm and indifferent.
